Last night I dreamt I was in a labyrinthine hotel that was falling apart. Not from abandonment or a lack of maintenance, but almost like bits and pieces of it were being consumed. At some point I was put in charge of a group of people seeking to escape; when failure was certain, and all hope was lost, I let one of the group call her Grandma and say goodbye, and then she handed the phone back. I then gave it to the next person to make a farewell call . . .
And I was suddenly in the outfield of a softball field, playing in left center. A batter hit a sharp blast that I chased down and caught, and I fired a perfect strike to first to chase the runner back. The second baseman - none other than Gov Tony Evers - gave me a thumbs up in appreciation.
Yeah. Maybe somebody spiked the CCAP machine.
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