Daymare

I nodded off after breakfast. (Why the dog and cat think the day still starts at 5 am is beyond me. It's summer, kids!) and woke in mid daymare: I am taking a left turn in my car and another car is barrelling straight ahead and right at me!

Wonder what I am afraid of.

I have spent the last month mostly not thinking (cleaning house, sleeping, reading) to free my brain for planning the next year.

Hmmm.