Day 18 (I think I have four days left on the self-imposed quarantine)
It’s 2:20 am…
…and I just woke from a dream.
The dream didn’t have as much flair as the one from a few days ago, but it was still interesting.
I had a new truck and my friend was helping me deliver a bunch of pre-paid cell phones and corporate binders. She mocked many of the delivery decisions I made.
It was pretty funny.
But what’s unique is that my dream had a laugh track.
Each time she pointed out how I was screwing things up with a witty barb, the track went off.
I was dreaming in screenplay.
Not coincidentally, the last thing I did before bed was to upgrade from Final Draft 9 to 11 and watch the first episode of the Unstoppable Kimmy Schmidt. That might have had some thing to do with it.
Another odd, but amusing, part of my dream, I wasn’t the star. It was my friend. I was on HER show and that explains why she got the best laugh lines.
Regardless, I thought our show was funnier than UKS.
When I woke up, thirsty, and went to the kitchen to get a drink of water…
…out the back window I saw it.
Two inches of snow!
Damn it, Iowa.
The snow was one thing I never missed living on the Las Vegas strip.
It felt like the weather here is mocking me…
…which I will admit is pretty funny, if true.
The day I just had wasn’t so bad. Three people reached out to me and I worked in rather long chats with two of them, and the third and I will find time in the next few days.
I also got more work done.
So, I’m going back to bed and I hope that tomorrow brings sunshine and snow melt and a bit of writing.