I gave Horatio his marching orders. I chatted a bit with Sir Nathaniel, and shook a fuzzy spider leg in mutual admiration. I gave Head In Chest a hug that made him very happy and content. I put the Regulars on notice to behave. I asked Snake as I entered the lair, if he wanted to come with me as I intended to go to the City for some chili-spiced coffee.
I don’t remember his answer.
I don’t remember anything that followed until a few minutes before my alarm went off, Sir Nathaniel was reminding me I meant to cook breakfast today.
“Oh. I thought you were awake. You looked awake. Your eyes were open and you tracked my movement across the ceiling.”
Yesterday’s dream went cattywumpus when I tried for the City then. Then the irresistible nap in the afternoon only added another layer of mystery. And all I remember of these three dreams, is that I’ll remember when it is necessary that I do.
And not a moment before.
I still have to get breakfast. Dter “stole” my egg sandwich. ~shrugs~
Good morning.