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Had a three-part dream last night. The number 3 has been prominent in several recent dreams. The previous night's warehouse dream involved three warehouse buildings.

I'm not sure I can recall all three dream segments from last night. One involved an SBC technician. H and I were waiting for the tech to arrive. He did so and was about on time. But, H was fiddling with something on his system and was causing the tech to wait. I watched the tech as he kept checking his watch. He looked like he was only going to a lot so much time and then if we didn't call him over, he was going to leave.

At some point, we were ready for the tech, but he was gone. I walked up the street and around the neighborhood to see if he had perhaps went to service neighbor. I didn't find him.

The other two dreams were similar in content, but different in setting. One seemed to involve a kid's nursery or day care center. There was something similar in that there was a waiting period that had to take place before some action could occur. I've dropped the details of what the specific dream content was all about.

The third dream segment is even less certain regarding details. There is just the lingering feeling that it too involved waiting before an action could take place. At this time, the details elude me.

Awoke fairly early. Went to L's for breakfast and listening to a reprise of PHC (NPR). We then walked around the campus, but the sun was brutal. Beautiful day, but hot and intense. We then went to the computer place to discover (after a wait for the salesperson to appear) that the computer they had on display was not in stock. Reset. Punt. Back to the drawing board.

L looked up the model on the web and discovered they were only available as refurbs. She then looked at the manufacturer's site and got more recent model numbers and info.

She left for the computer store, specs in hand. I came home and did some yoga, ate some yogurt and a banana, and started this post. When I complete this post, I'll shower and shave (good to do at least two of the three S's) and maybe drift back to L's for the setup activities.

In the background today, I kept thinking about the prospect of going on the road. Lots of energy around the idea, and also lots of uncertainty (aka fear). Also the overwhelm of what will need to be done to prep and plan for such a jaunt. In my younger days (here it goes), I would already be on the road. Now, I find myself replaying scenarios (good and bad) and posing lots of what if questions instead of doing things. Age versus youth.

What continues to goad me forward is the knowing that I don't have any better options. In fact, the option of sitting still seems like the most deadly way to go. The other route(s) are not as comfortable, easy, straightforward, but they also don't contain the potential, the possibilities of moving on. What an opportunity. Not so for many; not possible for multitudes. So goes the thought waves, the ripples of the soul.

The coming week will set the stage. By the end of the week, I have to announce intentions regarding the room I'm renting, which will set in motion subsequent actions and events. One step at a time; one step in front of the other (unless I skip or jump).

Talked with R this morning (R of the team and the one with vasculitis). He sounded as if he were totally blasted. He had dialed me by accident. He'd hit the wrong button on his phone. I had planned to talk with him anyway, about Wed and the team meeting. I'll have to call him back to remind him. I don't think he'll remember.

Late in the day, but the sun still hovers and lights the back of the garden. There is a quietness settling over the afternoon activities. Some sounds of cars and birds. The warble of small finches feasting on mosquitoes. Hope they are only eating the healthy ones. West Nile hovers all around this area, leaving the carcasses of dead birds in its wake.

Time to wrap up this entry and perhaps head for L's. I feel a craving for something--a sweet, a candy, a chicken sandwich. I really don't need anything. It's just a craving that comes from the soul, but manifests as hunger. I do hunger, but for something more than chicken on toast.