I don’t usually remember my dreams, but this morning was different. Last night I dreamt I was on a beach helping a group of kids catch fish with a great big net. I was tanned and much slimmer. I remember the feeling of the sand, the smell of the ocean, everything.
Good dream, though.
Today’s high is a sweet 28 degrees. I can’t wait for spring. Maybe there will a beach run in 2013.