You must be Putin me on…

I have had some huge changes in my life recently so I am having to regroup and figure out a few things. There are things going on I won’t discuss, but suffice it to say that they are big changes. These things have been overwhelming forces in my existence since my previous post so there has really not been much to write about on this blog with all my energies going into dealing with these forces. Adding to the disruption, I also have not slept very well the last week and a half. Monday night’s slumbers brought on one epic dream… one of the strangest dreams I have ever had.

For some unknown and abstract reason I was hanging out with Vladimir Putin and his driver, sightseeing along the coast of some unknown (but absolutely beautiful) village and taking selfies with my iPhone. It was fun and funny, yet disgusting, just how much fun we were having. We were laughing and carrying on like best buds in a setting that looked like some little Mediterranean village. He was wading in the water giggling about the creatures he was seeing and touching. It would have been the perfect video for the music from “The Courtship of Eddie’s Father”. I told you it was bizarre.

I am not really sure what brought this dream to fruition – perhaps it was the vodka I drank that night. I really cannot think of any other dream after drinking vodka where I was hanging out with Russian dignitaries so that could most likely be eliminated. I have never met Vladimir, but maybe he reads this blog and would get a laugh out of hearing about this.

That’s all I have for now. It’s off to work on taking care of some business that needs dealt with. Not sure when the next post will be but check back! You can always look back through the previous posts as well.

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