By all rights, it should have been a good weekend. We both had July 4th off, and spent the day messing around with various flow toys in the backyard. There…
Sunday nights are usually the worst for me. I don't know if it's the anxious anticipation of starting yet another workweek, or the realization that another weekend is over. Whatever…
I've been on a streak where I've been not only having really vivid dreams, but also remembering them. Most of the time, we'll exchange our morning pleasantries, telling each other…