H is for Hope

so!  back to blogging…
the balance between the real conversation and the blogging has stilted me.   As so the Director pointed out tonight. 
I had a dream of holding on to my best friend from childhood in the midst of a tornado and felt completely safe.  I have a tendency toward violent dreams and this is the first I can remember comfort in.  Seems like a revolution for me.
Also, had a wonderful night with Superstar, and of course friends earlier, but somehow, I can talk and listen to Superstar like a supercalafrajalisticexpeealadocious ice cream.  And I rarely mispell and don’t care.

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