And hey, mind, if your dreams are going to be disturbing, it's still kind of amusing to have them also be melodic. *grins* An attractive woman in my dream was asking me to do something I wouldn't do. She was asking me in song. Full-on orchestral sound behind her, too, and James Bond-theme-song-level vocal power to her voice. I like my dreams. Their production value is fantastic.
I'm letting today be mostly a day for recuperating still further. If I want to nap, I'll nap. If I find I don't even have the attention span for football, I won't watch, but I should be able to.
Take it easy. Truly and literally. It's been a hard stretch of days for a lot of people.
