It’s another day of gray, wet gray, though I don’t think it’s raining. At least not now.

After a stretch of impossibly hot temperatures for May, we’re back in the spring zone, and that’s fine with me. Yesterday, there were a lot of sirens; today is quieter, it seems.

I woke up early but managed to go back to sleep, with more condensed, strange dreams. Sometimes it feels as though I leave them in the bedroom, hovering just above the bed, eventually the entire room packed with these brief existences I cannot remember.

In what I do recall, there was a diner; and the diner was completely out of desserts. Given my desire for dessert last night while watching “Below Deck Mediterranean,” as the yacht chef made a dessert buffet, I don’t think there’s any deep meaning lingering in that one.

I just wanted dessert. And didn’t have any. At least not the kind I wanted.

Such is life.

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