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Dream pudding last night. A mush of dreaming with nothing much remembered.

Went to Spanish class today. Was a stimulating session--mostly talking practice. But, I'm finding that I can decipher written Spanish with greater and greater facility. Will continue to learn more no matter where I may be headed. Being able to speak Spanish seems like an itch that I want to scratch.

Have to eat something more substantial than a smoothie before going to class. Felt myself starting to fade during the final half hour. Tengo cansado. Have to start carrying snacks with me as I move about and sit still for any length of time.

Dance class tonight. More new dances plus reviews of older ones. Haven't been to a regular dance for quite some time. Have to get up and out this weekend, although the QS dance is in that cruddy place up North.

Still reading (and will be doing so for some time) the Almaas book on the enneagram and listening to more of Tolle. Almaas book is ostensibly by A. H. Almaas, but copyright is registered to A-Hameed Ali. What's the story here? Is there a real A.H. Almaas or just a pseudonym. Always some mysteries!

Read a SciFi story that dealt with a time loop that was like a hole in the fabric of time. I think the story affected my dream state, but cannot be certain since the dreams got so jumbled and flipped around.

Perhaps dreams are merely time loops--peeks into alternate universes. Quick peeks into other dimensions designed by dream merchants who are using dream states to balance out the differences between realities. Yeah! And my soul is a hole in the space-time continuum.