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Dreamed another "old" dream last night--a repeat of some previous dream that dealt with the same content. I was setting up a computer. The setup stage required that a specific sequence of actions had to be taken in order to get the computer to work properly.

I knew the sequence since I had done it all before. There was someone there with me, but I told them I knew what had to be done and would have it done momentarily.

As I predicted, I went through the steps and got the system running as expected. There was a few places in the activities where I had to retrace and redo some things, but overall it went smoothly. I recall feeling pleased with myself after getting the system to work. I was amazed that I managed to recall the procedures since it had been a while since I had done an entire setup from start to finish.

Awoke refreshed and invigorated. Full moon energies showering down from the heavens. Tonight should bring the moon to full power.

H stopped by and invited me to lunch, but I had just returned from eating a rather large breakfast. So I had to pass--we would have gone to a place that makes great fajitas--too bad! Another time, perhaps. The breakfast was big enough to perhaps last through dance class tonight.

I'm finishing up the Means' stories. Edgy writing; borderline creepy. Each story is tension-filled and seemingly ready to explode. They never do, but the build up each time feels like things could explode.

Alternating between and Means and some SciFi (Analog and Asimov) stories. The contrast is stark. Means (and others I've been reading) has characters and stories that elicit more emotion, more compassion, more empathy. The SciFi work, for the most part, is sterile feeling. Even the best doesn't match up closely to the more literary works.

Got a note from the Dragon today. He's enjoying his new place by the sea--walking the beach in the morning to get his coffee and to return home. He has heard the mermaids singing each to each.

He indicates that the sea air has cleared up a persistent sinus drainage that he has been experiencing for some time. Some people clear out when they hit the fresh bromides near the sea. Others do the same in desert climates.

Saw a news/info story today on upcoming Baby Boomer franchises. One was a daycare center for seniors! Somewhat like a daycare center for young kids, except the seniors can go outside and smoke, sit and watch sports on TV or play low stakes poker. Interesting things going on in this crazy world.

A tree chipper is busily (and noisily) chomping through some downed trees up the street. No end to noises in the urban jungle--noises made as a horde of caretakers attempt to manage the always growing trees, shrubs, bushes, flowers, grass, and other cultivations.