I attempted to sleep on a fold out couch next to my dad, sitting in his favorite chair. My sister, Mary Beth was determined to wash the sheets, and pulled them out from under me as I was sleeping. This woke me in great irritation. Mom watched and ad on TV for a steak dinner with strawberries and red wine, and thought that looked very good.
I was a guest of three women who ride their bicycles around the park and talk about their day to day activities. One woman looked like Carolyn Kennedy or Jacklyn Smith. We needed to request a variance for the building we were planning.
It was October and I had missed the conference. No it’s not, it’s May. No…wait. What place in time?
A crowd gathered in the studio to hear the tour guide. I jockeyed for position and cleverly reached the front of the group.
I awoke with : 77 Sunset Avenue, ‘A’ on my mind.