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My life in a nutshell

I think part of my reluctance to go to bed and therefore to sleep tonight is the fact that when I woke up this morning, it was from a dream sequence involving a lot of running around, getting with people and supplies, and jumping in holes and otherwise trying to secure the area to survive a nuclear war that was due to start Any Time Now.

It was not a settling dream, and I think JD was in it, providing a surreal element of plausibility and timeframe to something that should have been garden-variety modern horror.


I'm not young enough to get away with saying "I want my mommy", but I think I can safely snivel that I would prefer to spend my dreaming moments in the protective presence of my best friend.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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