New York, New York

Ha. Remember my post on my itch to travel?
Consider it scratched. (or about to be scratched). I’ll be in Manhattan this week, in a couple of days. I have one free day, so holler if you want to meet up, and let’s see if we can make it happen!
Now let’s keep [...]

dreaming again

After my stroke, I stopped remembering my dreams. It came as a sudden realization to me, really–months had passed in a kind of stupor when one day I read about other people’s dreams…only to realize…I couldn’t remember my own.
Now, you might say that it’s quite normal not to remember one’s dreams. And I [...]