1971

RSB was patchy today--the designated coach failed to appear. We coached ourselves--and got some exercise but hardly what we would normally have done.

I came home and slept though--and then hit the dance floor. I was tired in the dance session--but I managed to stumble through the new dances.  I'll dance tomorrow--and on Saturday most likely.

I had a smoothie and pastry for breakfast--and a sandwich and latte for lunch. I picked up a slice of pizza for dinner--and an apple bullette. I went to bed early last night--but still didn't feel like I had rested enough this morning.

I had a dream last night--that was quite vivid and detailed. Near the end of the dream--I had an interaction with a man in the dream who was organizing some kind of incident with another man. I was with a person who was a friend of the man leading our group--he and I were supposed to go to the intersection of Madison and 4th Street. There, we would be given further instructions--and would carry out our mission. I awoke with that part of the dream rattling in my thoughts--I was worried about what we were doing and why.