Last night I dreamed of most beloved Boston Terrier Mandy, a troubled little girl from Chuuk (Micronesia) I used to work with at the homeless shelter in Honolulu, and Jean Michel Cousteau. I woke up with Phantom Walls by The The in my head (lyrics).
I have to go to the grocery store today to buy black eyed peas, collard greens and cornbread for my traditional southern style new years meal.
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