I'd like to be someone else for a few days. I am sick of me.
Last night, I dreamed that a publisher made me an offer. I was so excited! But then, when I read the contract closely, I realized that they were not offering to publish my book. They wanted to produce a new cheese with my title and character for branding. Yes, cheese. (It makes a tiny bit more sense in the dream, because in that world my main character was a mouse.) They said that if the cheese sold really well, they would consider printing the story as a companion book. Reverse merchandising. I was so torn... say "yes" in the hopes that the cheese led to a book. Or say "no" and risk that no one else would show interest.
Waking up didn't even make me feel better. I'm still stuck with myself.