I had a rough night of nightmares last night. The nightmares had way too much action going on.
I think there may have been some sleepwalking involved.
Because one of my pillows was outside this morning, sitting on a table on the patio. I did not know this til I looked out the window to take the picture you see here and saw the pillow.
I do remember one of my nightmares.
Betty Jo Bouvier, the Wild Woman of Woolley, and I were on The Amazing Race. The task was to drive ourselves from Kandahar, Afghanistan to Kabul. We were provided with AK-47s in case we ran into any Taliban. It was a nervewracking drive to Kabul, with Betty Jo complaining all the way, blaming me for getting her stuck on this ridiculous race.
I woke up exhausted.
I have no idea what I am doing today, except for being absolutely certain there will be no driving in Afghanistan.
