Friday, November 20, 2009
Cali in my mind
I had a dream last night that I had booked a flight to San Francisco, and then I missed it. I was jumping through the airport like Super Mario, trying to make it even though I was already hours late. My Granny Mo ran along side me with her husband Andy, both of them wanted to see me to the gate and were doing all the jumps and flips it would take to get there. The plane was still there, but I woke up before I could get on.