DREAMS

This morning, I dreamt about eating. Those that know anything about me know that there is only one time I’m not hungry, and that’s the 30 minutes following a couple of hours at a buffet table. I don’t remember anything about what I was eating but it’s making my mouth water just thinking about it. When I woke up, I had a big, delicious mouthful of blanket in my maw.
I also had that song, “Magic” by Scotland‘s soft rock wonder of the 70s, Pilot, in my head.

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