I'm feeling cool this morning, and sleepy. But, I am able to rouse myself from the sleepy state when I realize I have gone there. Thoughts of a dream I had last night, an old friend, a messy house, living on the Oregon side of the Columbia River, many people in the house, trying to get to work on time and getting tied up in traffic when a policeman pulls over a young man in a car, a sore on my left leg. All sorts of odd elements in that dream. I bought myself a small moleskine notebook, and I intend to carry it with me and note changes I observe throughout my days.
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