I love Paul Simon. I'm having trouble waking up this morning. I should clean my kitchen and have a shower. I should also be working on my novel.
I had a strange dream last night about Boylan's soda and Londsdale Quay combined with the newstand in YVR and the new ferry terminal in Naniamo. Very strange. I was in pj's in the dream, and someone was pulling my hair. When I woke up, my hand was tangled in my hair, which is funny, because my hair is short enough that that's really difficult to do.
In my life, I have two things I really need to do; write and help people. I don't think I'm going to college, at least not right away. I need to work on those two things first.