This morning in Dream Theatre:
Someone I know couldn’t complete a job and they handed it off to me. The job included making a public television appearance for an interview at 8am tomorrow for one of those morning shows. I was so happy for the work, and the exposure. After I accepted, I realized that this interview conflicted with the only other work I had lined up all month. Which then made me feel conflicted. What to do, what to do?
Tomorrow came and I woke up at 10am. I was shown a visual of an old fashioned alarm clock with the hands pointing to 10 o’clock. I sped, driving, through town, in traffic on the freeway. I arrived at the television studio, missing the interview entirely.