Not necessarily the ghost of xmas past, but ghost never the less. Her spirit and the spirit of other fly in my dreams and wreck havoc over my sleep. To quote, “I am lookin’ pretty tore up.” I wonder if a witch has put a curse on me or something. Tonight, I’ll let the cats sleep with me. That is suppose to help keep bad dreams away. Of course, that’ll mean that the kittens will probably be the ones keeping me up at night too.
Well, I need to take a shower and go xmas shopping with the family….
A 40-something rediscovering life in California