This must be a Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays..

 A very weird anxiety dream last night that involved herding cats (not actual cats), mysteriously expanding workspaces, random strangers looking to me for instruction, and impossible mixups (really, IRL it could NOT have happened). Most of the time I can tease out the issue/solution from anxiety dreams/nightmares, but this one has me scratching my head and shrugging...

Meanwhile, yesterday's gloom has been replaced by blue skies again, and we're promised more throughout the holiday weekend (this is a lie, it rains ALL THE TIME in the PNW). I keep reminding myself that I took a play day on Monday, and I have deadlines to meet....

But maybe I can work on the patio? Work would totally happen on the patio, right?

it was 40 years ago today...

 40 years ago today I... was still in summer camp. I didn't get to see Star Wars until I came home, in August, and my dad took me.

Reportedly, I - the original hyperactive child - slid to the front of my seat at the opening crawl, and did. Not. Move until the very end.

Did that movie change me? I don't know. Did it direct the rest of my life, in many ways?

Yeah. Yeah, it did.