I’m in Minneapolis for work, sleeping through the night, every night. Funny thing is, the girls are sleeping through the night at home too. Go figure.
In my deep, long slumber, I had this dream. I was seeing a doctor and she has my test results. She was calm and serious. She said I had smithergens. Hmmm, I thought, smithergens.
That’s all I remember. I looked up smithergens on the Internet and it doesn’t mean anything, the firsts hit was for Smithereens, a band I saw play in Houston about twenty years ago. I must be doing all right if my only condition isn’t real.
I’m heading home tomorrow, it will be good to be home.
