Woke up this morning about 5:00, startled into consciousness by a weird dream coming to an unpleasant point; spent some time trying to go back to sleep and do some lucid dreaming, in the hopes of making it come out better; then gave up and padded out into the kitchen, where my computer is. It's oddly chilly, and my bathrobe has once again gone walkabout, so I am wearing Soren's tshirt from yesterday, which makes me feel warm and loved.

Updating in newgroups, posting in some of the communities I'm in here, thinking about Mark Aaron James' house concert tonight, and feeling generally happy with the world. Coffee is brewed, and I should pour myself a cup.