Dreams and Stuff
A funny thing has been happening because we live so near a train yard. It’s not so close that trains generally wake me up idling or passing through or whistling. However, it’s close enough that I’ll incorporate the sound and vibration into dreams, in the form of things like the building I’m dreaming a secret mission in shaking and starting to fall apart.
I can’t remember specific examples besides that, but I know I’ve had them, waking up and saying “oh, that’s a train sitting there idling.” Besides that, I seem to be having a lot of stress dreams. Even if I don’t remember them, it’s a telltale when I wake up with sore teeth from having clenched them too hard in my sleep.
One of these days I’ll remember to take the camera when we walk and I’ll get some train pictures. That and other things. We’re an easy walk from downtown, which is oddly touristy, for a not-really-tourist-destination town. There is a KOA campground about 1.3 miles from us, though, and at least three big hotels in or immediately bordering town. There are some war memorial pictures I want to take and share. You’ll see why when I post them.
You see things walking you might miss by car. Especially if you seldom drive that way. There’s a little seafood restaurant a couple minutes walk from us. Oddly, they close at 6:00 PM. I have to pop in and see if they have takeout menus, or just try them, one of these days. There’s a miniature Benny’s downtown; something I’d forgotten since I last went in there 35 or 36 years ago. There’s even a tiny middle eastern restaurant! Which is also a French bakery and coffee shop. (Speaking of which, there’s a quaint little retail space in Bridgewater center that’s been vacant, which is now going to be an Indian takeout restaurant. People have told me for years I must try Indian food. Good place for it, in a college town, walking distance from all the dorms.) About every third store is antiques.
But I digress.
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