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Saturday, September 21, 2002

Mental Fog

I took about a three-hour nap this afternoon, and my head is foggy.

I had two dreams. In one, our house was undergoing renovations that made our bathrooms unusable. We had one of those little portable toilets like you see at construction sites put in our back yard.

As usual, my wife was using it with the door wide open, chatting away to me. I was tending to the tomato plants.

In the other dream, we had a 16-year-old daughter who looked like me in my wife's body. She wheeling a motorcycle down the stairs IN our house to go riding with her biker boyfriend.

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