Dreams

I want to go to a diner just to eavesdrop but I get heartburn from diners. The other night I dreamed about Liberace and creamed spinach. Last night I dreamed the Governor was trying to kiss me in my attic while I showed him my wooden antique clothes rack. A storm was raging and I watched large trees fall over in the yard below. This is what happens when the seasons change. My dreams get choppy and wacky.