Dear Life, Slept 10 hours around an “awake” hour 4:30-5:30am. Strange thoughts and dreams in the pre-dawn hour. Nothing monstrous or anxious. Actually rather dull. One dream: Standing in line at Ikea with an armful of purchases and seeing a pen with ink set I wanted. Store was about to close. Was there time to get it. Woke up as salesperson got a stepladder to get the pen set. Oddly, it’s something I really want so I’ll get it somewhere. Airline ticket purchased for April in hopes of returning East: NYC and CT. Body needs to hold or improve blood counts for this to happen. It’s been a year since last visit. Migrate “home” for two weeks. Coming slowly out of hibernation.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose