I dreamt about you last night. Painting. Studio. Brushes. I've been on half a dozen different kinds of allergy meds this week and nothing seems to be helping. I function at about 60% during the day and at night, forget it. I'm a total mouth breather with a head careening towards total implosion. I drift in and out of sleep and good and bad dreams. How is spring treating you?

We have been looking at schools, looking at houses. So many big decisions ahead of us. Exciting and stressful and we have a good life, but  yearn for big spaces, bigger leaps, bigger ideas. I dunno. Maybe its the meds.