Oh, wonderful dreams. I visited Norway. I’m not sure where I was but I had a chance to go with a friend from the U. I took two empty suitcases and hopped on a train. We went to a music festival and she got high and out of it. Couldn’t find her to return. I had to go back alone. The next day I went on my own. I was sitting in front but then moved to the back so I could take pictures out the window. I forgot my two suitcases so went up and stepped out the door to walk the length of the train. But it was gone. There was a bus. After a bit of back and forth in broken English it was going where I wanted to go, for an American dime. There’s much more but it was so cool. A hotel with dog beds, and Patrick Stewart was there. Oh what a marvelous experience.

But I need to get going lots to do today.