A day after maxing out the number of consecutive nights I can dream about the same romantic interest, Mom came by for a reassuring check-in. The venue was interesting. It started at Mommyland, revamped as it always is with particular attention to landscaping. This time, the back yard seemed pimped out with new saplings along the fence with the ( Read more... )

The moment I woke up I could just tell that Election Day was a legal holiday. Sun was streaming through my bedroom windows. There was none of the sound of doors opening and closing all over the apartment building. I had the distinct feeling that people were sleeping in. Nevertheless, I chose to avoid the morning rush to our polling center and put ( Read more... )

I had a visitation from my Grandpa last night. The first in a long, long time. My dreams often take place on is farm or some amalgam of it, but he and Grandma are rarely in them. It is simply assumed they are in the background, watching over things, just as they did in life. He was as lean and scrappy as a bantam rooster. I could feel his shoulder ( Read more... )

I know, it's been about three weeks since Fall began, but it's worth taking some time to look back on the season just before. It began with a recognition that had begun to take hold during the Spring, that this would be the 10th anniversary of that year that Uncle Curtis - almost on a whim - suggested I rent his late brother's old house across the ( Read more... )

Between the Romney videotape that has gone viral and the recent takeover of a Wesleyan Board of Trustees meeting over the issue of need-blind admissions, it was probably inevitable that I would have some sort of dream related to politics of access and mobility in America ( Read more... )

I spent a ridiculously whirl-wind Father's Day weekend in Virginia and North Carolina. I've only been back 48 hours and I still have to remind myself which bathroom I'm going to when I get up at night (I know. Too much information ( Read more... )

I expereienced some serial dreaming about my grndmother's house. I define a derial dreal as a dream that seems to pick up again more or less where it ended the last time you woke up during the night. I don't know how many other people experience this. I seem to have acquired the sensation quite recently ( Read more... )