I'm travelling. I'm on a cruise ship pulling out of Norfolk. It's going by houses along a river that I've seen recently by air and I think/say that Norfolk is prettier by water, by air "it looks like a shithole."
I explore the ship and I find a bar. I don't remember what I ask for, but the bartender smiles, reaches back and pulls out a bottle of Pernod and asks if I'd rather have that instead. I do choose the Pernod and am amazed at how they new.
Then I woke up.
Oct. 26th, 2014
I'm moving into a group house and two of the tenants are an author I like and her partner.
One of the other tenants is generic model guy, nice enough, but instead of doing his dishes, he leaves them in a fountain in the front yard.
Author mentions she's going to California for vacation, she has a swimsuit on a hanger that she's taking.
There's a flea market/ auction in her backyard.
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Then I woke up.
One of the other tenants is generic model guy, nice enough, but instead of doing his dishes, he leaves them in a fountain in the front yard.
Author mentions she's going to California for vacation, she has a swimsuit on a hanger that she's taking.
There's a flea market/ auction in her backyard.
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Then I woke up.