The fucking water was off while I slept and the traffic is back to waking me up, so all those wake-up calls mean I remembered more dreams.

In one dream I was asked to say something in Italian and I said, “Tutti e grandi.” Not quite the correct way to say that everything was great but good enough.

Then there were snippets of other things… me being in the woods after dark while living in some Valleyhead-like place and not wanting to miss the van or bus that was taking us on an overnight trip. Going to the dentist just to get my hair dyed and a red streak added to it rather than my teeth checked. Living in a high-rise apartment that was so high that the ground almost looked as far away as it would in an airplane. My brother complaining about his food when we were eating lunch somewhere. Me trying to copy down some numbers correctly, one being my mother’s which had a 203 area code. Pretty sure that’s Connecticut.