The phone is.
My Flar has exquisite timing. Cannot believe that dream was headed in a good direction.
First time I can ever remember a dream lover being an implied minor. Oops.
Well, since High School., And no, that wasn't what was dangerous about the dream. I suppose it's healthy that Wolf is now entering my dreams in the role of past lover tying up loose ends, rather than present lover. Only there was that uncertainty about whether entering my empty bedroom to retrieve my shoes would end up diverting our intentions...
Hey, maybe by the time I hit 50 I'll have written a reasonable user manual for me.
(1) Must read
(2) Must believe in symbols
(3) Must understand always
(4) all the other stuff I haven't figured out yet. ;)
I mentioned to my allergist's nurse yesterday, the pros and cons of school starting: empty house versus getting up early. She had little sympathy for me, since she works year-round. Until I pointed out that I work until 1am. Hee hee, I now have justification to be a Sleepy Head. I think I'm going to revise my schedule to include a two hour nap in the non-bowling mornings, and just live with that.
Now to the club and the grocery and Knight's house. Onward!