Saturday, October 22, 2011
Lydia misplaced one of her shoes last night. I looked high & low with a fair amount of urgency without locating it. Lydia was blissfully unconcerned.
This morning Gene asked if we'd found the shoe. I said no, but Lydia said, "I dreamed about where it is!"
Gene, "Well, where is it?"
Lydia, "I don't know. My eyes were closed."
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