DREAMBOAT

My dreams tend to drift to the elaborate side. Sometimes I recall them. Sometimes I forget them. Sometimes they focus on the restraint taken in not buying toys related to the new ‘Star Wars’ movie (that one is a premonition) where a friend who has passed on shows up in costume to live it up a little with somebody else leaving you stranded. I have attempted to journal my dreams once, while I was living in Florida. It didn’t take. I try to retain my dreams in the old noggin for future ideas.

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