Good morning, all! Another, and last, sleep-late day. Romoeeoq, I am back to City Center and ZORBA.
I had several dreams, the last was a trip t Lndon. While I was waiting for the plane, i ran ntomy goddaughter Charlotte whi was going to London as well. She had no place to stay, so I asked her to stay with me, and we ended up n this rambling maze of a building. I remember she was checking out acting schools and i was looking for a camera. I went into a bookshop and got caught up in a musical number - I kid you not - led by the shop's owner.
Then, in another dream, still in London, Charlotte was gone and I was with my evil brother Macbeth. there was all this tsuris about changing currency and a bank trip, and trains and buses. At the end of the dream, I was waiting for my brother on some street next to a small park and my bag was stolen and I ended up running down some street after the thief, who was stopped by a taxi driver.