Thursday, July 16, 2020

Another disturbing and intense dream last night.  I woke up and struggle to sort out the fading images. My night dreams are livelier than my locked down day life.

While my coffee is brewing, I check out my facebook feed looking for something

that I can’t identify or find.

The birds are alive and calling outside my window this morning.

I am caught up in the VANISHING HALF, a novel by Brit Bennett.  It is complicated and compelling.