random thoughts – Day 1,911 – (Tuesday) –french toast

The cloudy morning meant less early light attempting to coax my eyes open before the alarm. That allowed the weird dream I was having to run a few minutes longer. In the dream, I was hanging out with Bruno Mars and a third person that I can’t remember now. It was very casual, as if it was an office chat with a colleague. Then the alarm went off and interrupted it all.

French Toast for breakfast.

After a dream that Bruno Mars and I are friends, it seemed like the day should have another special treat. A quick forage in the freezer turned up bread, and suddenly French Toast with maple syrup was the breakfast I suddenly really needed. I can’t even remember the last time I made French toast. It was delicious and there is a really high probability it will happen again. 

The day remained gray and it felt chilly in the house, despite the temperature holding steady at 68 degrees. The purple hooded sweatshirt bought in a thrift store in Vegas when I was freezing in the rental house with the assertive A/C was fetched and worn all day. Thinking about palm trees and sunshine made me wish I was sitting poolside at that same rental house today. 

After work, the drive to dance group in Hudson, MA was horrendous again with heavy volume and slow speed, but the run through of the show went well. Next week, it’s a full dress rehearsal on Monday and the show on Tuesday, and then a couple weeks off before classes resume. After the merger that casts me out from my employment, I’ll also be free to attend the afternoon dance group with dancers from the studio of my youth. This could be my busiest summer for dance in years. And French Toast.