I had a dream..

last night… I dreamt I was walking through a field of flowers; a soft wind caressing my dewy skin. In the distance I could see him.. my husband.. (and WOW, he had hair on his head again!) but more importantly he was pointing.. pointing.. to a clearing. The reflection of the sun was blinding, but…

I spy on I-95!

So I’m driving on the Interstate last Monday singing away to Billy Joel playing on the radio. I’ve got the seat heater on level 3 to ward off my sciatica, my darkest sunglasses propped on my nose to minimize the accumulation of additional wrinkles and an ice cold Pepsi to wash down some Advil in…