Mmmm. Sleep. Entered dreamland at 3 in the afternoon, awoke at 6:30 AM. Life is good. Messed up dreams included:

“Last of the Mohicans” Disney knockoff

Lots of gorgeous music I hoped to use in MAA, all forgotten upon waking

English class, in which we wrote more poetry and Pilar MacDonald rhymed with the word “detritus”.

As promised, I’ll post some of the notebook pages later today.