dreamy sleep

"You're up early this morning, buck-o."

Yeah, it was a dreamy sleep, and I guess those are more refreshing. A six o'clcok morning. I remember when five o'clock mornigs were somewhat common, too common. I don't know how I did that, even though that still does happen, but much more rarely.

"Any good dreams?"

Uhhh, difficult to say. Nothing great. But I could've lived without them.

The most haunting one: It's nighttime and I'm going to take he trash out. I'm in the kitchen and I have the trash can in hand, but the cats are there, and I feel moved to snack them up with cheese, just as I do with the neighbor dog. Then, when I am outside, I see Mother is sitting there at the patio table, smoking her cigarettes.

In this dream world, this is a tense, even somewhat scary, situation. It's like the cats are the dogs, and I have insisted that we do not snack them, and now I am caught snacking them myself. Mother doesn't say anything, but she has that arched eyebrow and tight smile that speaks louder.

"I cannot see paricularly clear meaning in that."

I know. That's what I mean by a so-so dream. A little too randomy, but not totally randomy. It's nice to see Mother, though. I dream her too rarely.

opened the door to Coco, again

"You opened the door to Coco, again."

Now that Ash and Sammy are no longer providing her company, I feel that I owe her the extra effort to be her pal.

"What, even at the risk of letting your bedroom, and your very own bed, become flea-infested!?"

Must be love, right? I'm glad she didn't take me up on it. Especially since it has occurred to me that the only problem here is that Vic is keeping me from using the big room. Otherwise, there would be no problem. I would be in there, and Coco would have ready access to me. And this little difficulty should be ending very soon, perhaps today.

no sight of either Ash or Sammy

"You have the big room!"

Yup, but not for good. Maybe Pop and Vic just left for breakfast. I don't think they have had one meal here, save for a snackish thing.

"A note of bitterness?"

Ummm, maybe a little one. But I suppose I should be glad that they have not crowded my meal times.

"I though I saw a more heated flash of anger on your face."

What are you talking about?

"As you were staring out the sliding door at the patio."

Oh, no, I was thinking about how there is absolutely no sight of either Ash or Sammy. I really don't like what they are doing: essentially only dropping by in the evening for a quick bite.

how moderate the days have been

Watering the elephant ears. It's after eleven, but the morning is still overcast, with temperatures barely breaking eighty. Surprising. Since we are already into June. And it's not like we have had any rainy weather to help explain how moderate the days have been lately. If it were not for Vic being here, it might have been a struggle about when I can put on the a/c.

But maybe my memory is flawed, as I seem to recall that there usually is a significant period in the early summer (or late spring, technically speaking), lasting into June, when we would wait to put on the a/c until twelve.

Time to dance!

Time to dance!

"You mean that spinning thing you do, or that half-spin?"

Yeah, if you want to be technical. It's been a while. Going back before Vic arrived.

"Isn't it about time to let it go?"

Probably. I always wished that I would get over it. So stupid and embarrassing. And I think it opens me up to injury. Bad pressure on the knees and ankles. Yet, perhaps precisely because I am nearing fifty, I don't want to lose it now.

I carried her into my room

"You've let Coco into your room."

Well, I was surprised that he was staying inside even though we are well into the evening. I hated leaving her lonely in the living room. Then, when she meowed, I was sure that she was ready to go outside for the night, but, no, she just wanted attention. I was very touched. So, I carried her into my room, even set her on my bed. After a little curiosity, walking around the room, she is now lying down on the floor in front of the TV. I am just hoping that this does not prove to be another instance of 'no good deed goes unpunished'.