A Slithery Start to the Week

I dreamed about snakes last night. Two of them. One huge yellow constrictor of some kind and a little ball python. I kept having to reach in their glass enclosures and lift them out to move them. I don't know why I dreamed this, but it was the last thing I remember before I woke up.


A hell of a way to start my Monday.

They say ("they" being the unknown, unseen, all knowing authority on any given subject under the sun) that snakes in dreams are symbolic of change and healing. I guess that's not so bad. Who couldn't use a little of each of those?

It's Monday. Let's grab it by the cajones!!