Sleep deep and well.
Thank you! I did.
Dreams do find weird, repetitive ruts, don't they? Especially the stress ones, which, understandable that you're having, of course.
Counter to that, my last one before waking was basically an elaborate Emmy opening number - in some gigantic, multi-level mall-like place with a huge, open-atrium bar - starrring Tom Holland singing and dancing his way through a dream-hilarious tale about working next to the Lord of the Rings cast (when he would've been a toddler at best, but, hey, dream time is bullshit) and by the end, he had morphed into Tobey Maguire. I did read a Spider-Man meme with all of them yesterday, so...
Short version: I'm up and about to start working for an hour before the class. So, that worked.
Counter to that, my last one before waking was basically an elaborate Emmy opening number - in some gigantic, multi-level mall-like place with a huge, open-atrium bar - starrring Tom Holland singing and dancing his way through a dream-hilarious tale about working next to the Lord of the Rings cast (when he would've been a toddler at best, but, hey, dream time is bullshit) and by the end, he had morphed into Tobey Maguire. I did read a Spider-Man meme with all of them yesterday, so...
That is an AWESOME dream!
Man, I forgot how good multi-grain Cheerios are. Super tasty!
Aw, a cereal post! I am delighted.
I love Cheerios. Yeah, it was a pretty damn delightful dream!
OK, morning swim exercise done, getting coffee on the way home, quick shower, then do the project that's due today. (The deadline for the final add to the website got pushed out by two weeks, but I REALLY want to be done with the copy, so I'm just going to pretend.)
I have dropped Jim at the ferry; he will be in Denver for a week. Which means I get the place to myself for a week, just enough time to miss him again at the end of it. Later today I will see Ken!
Nice, amyparker! Enjoy all.
My dream last night featured Michael B. Jordan, so good, but also involved something where we were running around on Whidbey Island because someone was dumping oil or industrial waste or something and the ocean was turning all black and tarry around the shoreline, so bad. And also weird.
I do have a recurring dream I think of as Infinite Airport--basically you can never find your gate and the corridors keep twisting and multiplying.
Thank you for that, but plans have changed - Ken's been in an accident. He and Alex are both all right, but Rupert the Mini may have been totaled: Ken was picking Alex up at Sea-Tac and they were rear-ended by an uninsured driver.
Jim immediately asked if we needed him to cancel his trip, from the security line at said airport. He is such a good dad.
I am telling myself he is 35, isn't alone (Alex is a member of the Horde and a Marine, he's very familiar with concussions and is keeping a close eye on him), has insurance and isn't immediately injured. Staying calm and asking what he needs is correct action. Privately I am screaming in texts elsewhere.
Oh dear, Parker! Sending ~ma
Much ~ma for Ken and also you.
