You know it’s bad when you start dreaming about work. I had this dream the other night where was I fervently wandering around the office in search of something to write on. I walked into a coworker’s cube where there was a printer and started paging through reams of paper. Every page was blank on the top, but when I’d flip up the corner to peek at the back, there’d be printing all over the other side. So while I’m endlessly paging through stacks of computer paper, Jess the Intern is standing behind me consulting with the aforementioned coworker. All the sudden she starts singing Vanessa Carlton - Ordinary Day. Spontaneously I break out in song as well as we treat the office to a duet. The whole scene resembled a broadway musical as we belted out “just a dream, just an ordinary dream, as I wake in bed .. “What’s peculiar is that we were singing about a dream in my dream. What’s even more peculiar is that I couldn’t tell you the lyrics awake, but in a dream state we knew them like it was our anthem.