I had a wonderful dream about Dakota last night. I went to visit her and she was living in this little house out in the country. It was summer, or at least it was really hot and sunny and we went out for a picnic and then a wander around the town. The thing is it was like a Spanish or Italian town with lots of little narrow streets, and odd little but nice shops. All the time we were talking about just about anything and she was laughing and happy. Eventually we jumped in the car and headed back and I woke up as we were getting something to eat out on the patio.
I’m hoping that this is auspicious.