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Had what might be called a meta-dream last night. It was a surreal dream about having a dream--an Escher-like dream sequence. There was a huge line of motorcycles parked along a roadside. Each had a rider and each was polished and tricked-out so that they sparkled.

The dream involved swapping out the rider and the "content" of each motorcycle in order to produce a specified dream element. I could, like a chess player, swap out the rider and "content" and then "execute" the resulting configuration to see what dream emerged. I spent the dream time making the swaps and exchanges, and observing the different results.
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Picked up and started reading a Koontz novel (oh, no! There goes my time!). It's called Life Expectancy and is a tongue-in-cheek story about manic clowns, pastry chefs, and god knows what else (I'm barely into it, but it's already strange enough.)

Went to dance class last night. Learned two new dances. Will see if I remember them tonight.

Been sluggish yesterday and today. So have been taking it easy. Skipped yoga class this morning. Didn't feel like going today, so did not. Did a Qigong session instead. That seemed to do the trick. Been more alert after the session.

Still locked onto the news regarding New Orleans and the resultant dislocations and problems.

I've been on retreat for nearly a year. A long, sidetracked year. One I would never have imagined, but that I have now done. I'm ready to get out of the cave. The thought of doing so makes me anxious, but the time has come to take the steps. First some dance steps and then steps into the unknown.