Coming back

I returned from a long dream. It is difficult to wake up and pursue every day life issues. The tax man came. My friend Arnold is getting a shed. I am bombarded again about news from Iraq. It rained today. Bridget is coming back tomorrow from Alaska. I hear too much news about the ugly pastor at the Church of the Six Flags over Jesus. He is too much. Teflon priest. Makes sure no dirt sticks to him. Went to a service for Divine Mercy Sunday. A whole hour rattling off one prayer after another. I want to take it slowly. Reflect. Mental note: Try not to go back there next year.