I didn't sleep too well as the new mail route is weighing on my mind. I woke up at my usual time (as Dr. Wayne Dyer says, when I am closest to God) of 2:22 am and laid there thinking and thinking and mulling and telling myself to quit stressing over it. My muscles hurt somewhat from riding yesterday but it is a good ache. Even my buttsky hurts a little but I like it. Whodathunk?
I had dream that I was delivering mail in the dark and slid into a fence. I got out and hand delivered the mail and then lost the car. I wandered up and down the streets looking for it until I was exhausted. Yah, I agree, how weird.