I was about 10 minutes late starting my DJ set on Monday night. I took a nap before the set and lingered in one of those waking dreams where you are mostly awake, but hang onto that dream because you really don’t want to let go. It was a bizarre dream. I was grocery shopping with my mother and searching frantically for some barbecue sauce to make some short ribs while my mom stood in one spot insisting “I would be happy with just a turnip.” It’s not the sort of dream one would cling to, except Mom died in 2006 and it was good to see her, even if she just wanted a turnip. Today is Mother’s Day in the UK and I am seeing Happy Mother’s Day wishes on my timeline and thinking of Mom. I am glad I get to see her from time to time, even in silly dreams with turnips.
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