Sam Peckinpah and my subconscious

I have been having very vivid and interesting dreams in the countdown to South America.

One of them, the other night, saw Paul Newman and I having a "salad off." I won but then found myself consoling a bereft Newman by giving him pointers--"It's all in the cucumber, kid."

Before that I dreamt that some of the kids from my class at the Autism Center were begging me not to send them to Iraq. I kept telling them that they were too young.

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I won't bore you with interpretations. But I do plan to retrain myself to remember when I wake.

I am amazed at how full life can seem when you're waiting to leave.