Day Nineteen

I’ve been having violent nightmares for the past several weeks. Could be the new house I’m living in. (Don’t end a sentence with a preposition.) Could be the new drug my doctor prescribed. Could be my brain trying to work through the Trump administration. (I wonder if I’m on a list now? I certainly would be if any would read Green Tea.)

Last night I was trapped in a loop where shadowy figures were feeding powdered glass and laughing. There was some other stuff but who wants to read about another person’s dreams? Of course I wrote a whole book about dreams –Dreamwriter. So hopefully you do. But Su’s dreams are much more interesting than mine.

I’m looking forward to the weekend. I’ve got lots of grading to do, but it should be a good weekend anyway. No plans to speak of; no promises to keep. Just fun times with the wife. We’ll probably binge a show. It’ll be great.

It may even fix my nightmares.

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