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Whew, that was a lonely, sad little episode I had this morning. I don't think I had even fully awakened from my dream. It was so strong and vivid.

That's what's nice about being moody, though: If you don't like the weather, wait an hour and it'll change. The s.o. awoke this morning to find me making a pot of coffee in the kitchen, singing "Escape (The Piña Colada Song)".

I would love to get an inside look at how my brain works, that's all I can say.