Running internal dialogue from my dream. I was heading to a barbershop and the barber here was Indian ( Read more... )

The promised blizzard fizzled out into a windy rainstorm. Everyone stayed home, used their milk and bread, waiting for it to blow over. I braved the steady rain and wind into Manasquan ( Read more... )

One vignette had me looking out a window. Earl Grey, the grey feral who mooches, was looking in with vapor steaming from his mouth ( Read more... )

First part of the night surrounded the small black cat sleeping against me, and pushing me closer to the edge of the bed as cats are wont to do. Dreams recapitulated work-related nonsense from my part-time, seasonal night gig ( Read more... )