I had a night filled with detailed, vivid dreams of strange places and strange people. At one point I waved to an otter.
It waved back.
Very odd night of dreams.
Today I’m only half in this world, with something still trying to solve the night’s problems, whatever they were. I can’t remember them at all.
I have more grounded issues, anyway, like I keep forgetting to run the dishwasher. That’s not much of a challenge, and yet…I’ll get that one off the list today. It’s not like it’s a difficult one.
I guess I’m in a bit of a fog, both figurative and literal, so I need to go shake it off. Just the metaphorical, though, the literal is on its own.
Have a great Wednesday.