Bruce
I dreamed,
Bruce Springsteen and I where on a rope swing. Dusk, under the branches of a gnarly old tree, we each held a piece of the rope opposite each other and leaned our bodies out with our heads thrown back. We laughed joyfully and I looked beyond his face to the deep, envelope of the evening sky and through holes in the wide arms of the tree I winked at the twinkling stars behind his head.
He looked at me with a sudden realization and said, "You are AWESOME"
I kid you not. Sleep, its a good thing
Like this ruffled scarf.
It's Thursday, I know....
I have a self portrait too. The kitchen re-model is coming right along, oh yeah, I haven't said much about that have I? Well, Tom is re-modeling the kitchen. Today we went to pick out cabinets.....
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