How long can it last, really? All this cool weather. It’s been cool and rainy almost the entire three months I’ve been here. I can only really remember maybe 4 or 5 days where it was really hot out in kind of a crappy way. But it was never unbearable. Never scorching. Instead its just been very pleasant. Very sleepy. Maybe that’s just how this town is all the time. It sorta makes sense, based on how the people here seem in general. A certain sleepiness hangs about them all, I think.

Last night I stayed up writing until 6:30 in the morning. And by the time I stopped, I was just so energized, that I couldn’t fall asleep for another two hours. I’d both stayed up so late, and felt so awake, that it seemed instead like I’d just woken up unusually early. I thought about watching morning talk shows, and falling asleep in the recliner. But opted for my bed instead.

Before I woke up for the last time today, I dreamt that three or four different groups of my family - I hesitate to call them “factions” - had decided they were all going to move in together, in one big communal house. And they spent all this time designing a Christmas card collaboratively. And I helped with the scanning and graphics work. And at some point I ate a big ice cream sundae. Also, at some point, we ended up in the backroom of this store, where a woman was giving a workshop on “hypnosis techniques.” It was supposed to be some sort of thing for people to be able to break their fixations with celebrities. But what was really going on was that these people were instead becoming fixated on her. And she knew that and was making money off it. I ended up talking with this woman one-on-one for a while. And the room turned into a sort of old-timey ice cream shop/bar. But I didn’t eat any. Instead, I told her about the Christmas card, and the various problems the group was facing in creating it.