I slept very well.
Had dreams that, save one, now elude me.
That one was rather odd. I was walking down a narrow path, surrounded on all sides by rough terrain and trash. I was headed for a seashore. Once there, i discovered that for as far as I could see on either side of me, the shoreline was heaped with trash. People were at the shoreline at various points having a good time. Several breaks in the trash gave them access to the water which, for the most part, seemed pristine.
But all that trash! I know what triggered that dream. I read an article about how scientists have attempted to "control" the massive trash island in the Pacific...corralling it, as it were, in an attempt to keep it all together rather than breaking apart. It's very depressing.
