Well, my neighborhood beautification project was a bust. I distributed a survey that only two people responded to, and now the deadline for the grant I was writing has passed. That is fine because some of these people do not deserve a beautiful neighborhood. But I deserve a beautiful neighborhood and now I am feeling inadequate. Will no one cheer me up?

Luckily, I have my exciting life to fall back on. Example: Insomnia + Vivid Dreams = An Extravaganza of Conversation Starters. While I may not have fallen asleep until dawn this morning, I did squeeze out a dream featuring someone who belonged to the “K.K.Klutter Grandmothers,” a swap meet for women of a certain age who hold certain cultural beliefs. One would think that you can’t make stuff like that up, except a certain part of me seems to have without my permission.

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