This is my bedroom -- well actually, pretty much the whole apartment -- in Paris. I've had the strangest dreams here and often fitfull nights of sleep. Last night, I dreamt that I was flying into New York on a snowy night and the plane nearly skidded off the tarmac. I needed a place to sleep so I called one of my father's friends (who in the awake world lives in California) and asked her if I could stay.

"Of course you can darling," Peggy said.

I didn't know where she lived so I asked which stations she was between.

"Well, right now I'm between CNN and the Discovery Channel," she said with a throaty laugh.

I don't think I ever made it to her.

 

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