More dreams

Think maybe it's the benadryl? Last night it was shopping on Market St., looking at little-known novellas then I panned a long table where the authors were seated, explaining their work. Janet Pilgrim caught my eye so I went back shopping and was treated to a pitch from a salesgal hawking a multi-media work. Back to sleep after Zdog went outside I was back at LHill where my backyard was a lake and some guy was mooring his boat like he owned the place. I held in my wrath about him not being invited to my yard as he departed.

KEY: I am remembering in detail after years of drawing a blank the day following. Memories, morning wood - - turned back the hands of time. If only...

If you're on vacation in the BEST place evar! and you buzzkill by thinking of going back home, you need help. We're optimizin', nirvanagizin' and gratifyin' the max during this pandemic. If this seems like a fantasy ready to implode, don't blame you but you're in for a shock - - it's the gospel trute! (@)(@).