I awoke on the couch, in a daze, thinking it must be 3am ..... (it was actually 11pm) ...... with fading memories of a dream so bizarre that I won't waste time detailing it because I don't recall much but a few seconds of it (maybe that's all there was?), and what would that benefit anyway?
I hope this isn't a sign that the older one gets, the weirder, and further from reality, the dreams become.
Not exactly a promising and hopeful start to the evening before a day off from work.
And speaking of dreams, after months of delays, my rebuilt back deck has finally been completed. I'd lost hope along the way but all was restored upon walking in the front door and noticing the absence of the large sheet of plywood across the other side of the sliding glass door. I enjoyed the first real feel evening of spring out there, with my phone and Kindle, reading about the early years of one of my favorite bands, Yo La Tengo and feeling that life was good and complete,
I damn near fell asleep out there.
And of course, the rains returned a short while later, but it was great while it lasted.
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