Last night I was boarding a cruise, but then immediately jumped to a mushy green golf course where the other passengers were congregating. Among them happened to be my apiarist friends. Parbara was reading a teen lit book which I borrowed. To my dismay, it was really an Italian cookbook. I desperately searched for a recipe so I could return the unwanted tome. In the meantime, I lost the jacket to the book and stumbled upon a woman named, “Felicity.” She was a character in the book I had just finished in my waking world. The poor thing needed a cup of coffee, so I went to get one for her. Unfortunately, I did not know how to operate the espresso machine, nor find the proper cups. I asked an elderly gentleman for help, only to see an entire round table of farmers sitting in a corner. They were at a convention.
I didn’t and couldn’t solve any problems. I was desperately trying to waken and get off of the cruise/golf course/convention site.
I have got to get to take a real vacation soon.
I made your dream! No wonder…I really was reading an Italian cookbook yesterday! 🍕🍝📚
Ah…channeling your vibes….
Why don’t you come down to the beach for a few days. We’ll drink wine, bury our toes in the sand, eat some good seafood and laugh. You can meet my new friend Tami and tell her what a goomba I have always been. We’ll cry over Maryann and talk about Jerry’s superior wine making skills. And then we’ll hug and I’ll send you on your way with a smile and promise to do it all again.
Okay…….see you in a few!