Good morning, all! I got about nine hours of sleep last night and I am feeling mighty chipper at the moment. I remember one dream in which I was stuck at Macy's with DR Ben and Anthony, maybe DR Ginny, and Richard - we were in a group of friends - waiting for an elevator; we were all running late to a movie.
I am going to step out in a moment and post a letter and stop at the corner bodega. I will decide from that short trip if I want to make the trek to my doctor on 23rd Street. I'm not sure I want to go.