Two nights ago I dreamed I was surrounded by pods of mean girls in a high school-like nightmare.
Last night I dreamed I didn't come home from my visit in Seattle. I just stayed and drank coffee and took the ferry.
Maybe they have nothing at all to do with the fact that today is my last day at SiJCP. Or that I move to nowhere-ville Arkansas in January.
But you don't believe that. And neither do I. So here is to adventure. And flannel-coated caffeine.
