It is Two AM. I went to bed early. I am awake for now, but I will sleep some more. I had a dream where I was being considered for membership in the Country Club Of Virginia. The absurdity of this rivals any play that Samuel Beckett could have written.
“What in God’s name am I doing here?” I asked myself in the dream. My dreaming mind was now attempting to justify joining the Country Club and figure a way to pay the initiation fee and monthly dues. I don’t play golf, tennis or squash, nor do I drink. My days of impressing people are long over.
Fortunately and thankfully I woke up.
I’m glad you woke up
Love, light and glitter