I woke up from a particularly graphic dream last night. In the dream I had a series of wounds on my left leg. Two of them were long and shallow. The third was a deep wound in the lower left leg, from the front, an inch or two to the right of the shin, penetrating deeply into the calf. It was about four inches long and bleeding badly in the dream. I was sitting on a bench, it seemed like in a hospital, and pressing gauze compresses against it. They were instantly soaked through with a dark red blood. Someone was standing next to me and handing me a new compress as each one in turn became saturated. In the dream I was not in pain, nor was I particularly worried. The bleeding was serious, but not yet life threatening. Pain was present, but not overwhelming. It was a strange dream - but it was a very "matter of fact" dream.
From there, I woke into a beautiful California morning. I had slept last night with the windows in the bedroom wide open, so the morning sky was just turning that pale shade of blue that heralds dawn. I took a shower and had some breakfast and then drove into work. For some reason there was heavy traffic at the coffee shop where I stopped for a Danish on the way in. It was one of those things where I noticed the high volume of customers after I pulled in the parking lot - otherwise I would have just thought about it and kept going.
The morning commute was mostly quiet. I was listening to Melissa Etheridge on the CD player and just thinking about the day. My monkey mind was dancing along between random imaginary and unrelated things pretty much all the way into the office. Once in the office things settled into an unusually confused and chaotic morning. I went through a series of morning meetings where the participants were trying to recall the answers to questions asked and answer some months ago. The answers were found but there was just a general sense of confusion to the questions, largely due to the complexity of the questions themselves. At one point I joked that we needed a giant white piece of butcher paper and crayons and that might help us keep track of all the decision trees we went through. I like computers, I think they are great information and data processing machines, but there are times when a picture drawn on a piece of paper conveys the sense of something far more quickly that all the data points and diagrams in the working world.
After the mornings meetings I went over the Sneha, an Indian buffet, and had lunch with my friend Don. We had a good lunch. Sneha used to be Sneha, then it was the Grand Indian Buffet, and now it is back to Sneha, but as near as I can tell it is the same restaurant with the same staff and the same food. The main entre for me at lunch was chicken Marsala and a cold noodle dsih with green onions and peppers that was excellent. I had a few other bits and pieces from the buffet. Then, I drove back to work.
The afternoon has been mostly quiet, which was excellent, as it enabled me to work through my backlog of requests and pull it down to the sum total of eight outstanding items - and I think I will be able to take a couple of more off the list before I wrap the day up in about two hours.
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