Now I don't believe I want to see the morning

I woke up from a dream where I ate dinner at a posh restaurant with a fixed menu and our table was between two train tracks. It was exhilerating, not dirty or noisy at all. It felt intimate to be so close proximity to both my dinner date (my friend Assirap) as well as the strangers on a train who would pass by and watch us eat. This resturant was in an imaginary city my brain created that was a perfect blend of large and medium. Lots of activity and things to do, completely accessible and manageable and liveable. It took place in the future. I think it was in California, and I was surprised even in my dream that I was considering moving there.

I woke up not feeling restless to change locations or homes, just hungry. That dream meal was good.

I went to the grocery store this morning for a few essentials (milk, cream, toilet paper) and non-essentials (hot dogs, charcoal briquets, even though it's 50 degreees out....) and I spent a lot of time pondering my typical grocery store koan. It goes something like this:

Fat-free half-and-half? How is that not just skim milk?

I made a promise to someone today that I would write. I intend to keep that promise. I gotta get out of this place though. I'll either get sucked in negatively or positively (i.e. distracted). But first, one "distraction" is required.......