Corn roasting in the oven smells like Pop Tarts in the toaster.
Dreamt that I was texting. Woke myself up and found my hands in the air, texting on an imaginary phone.
Gorgeous asian woman in pencil skirt, stilletos and hose, walks decidedly down my street without an ounce of perspiration, despite 91 degree temperature.
6/30–I had a car accident. Car is a total loss.
7/3–My very drunk friend passed out on my couch woke up 2 hrs later in a diabetic seizure. EMS came and saved his life.
7/2– I stopped to help a big turtle get out of the road. When I picked it up, it turned to snap at me. I freaked out and threw it into the bushes.
7/5–Got an email from someone I haven’t spoken to in 20 years apologizing for a time that she thought she had been inconsiderate 20 years ago.
This has been a very strange month.