Stormy, Sleepless Night

The thunder and torrents of rain kept my of late deep sleep at a surface, dreamy state. I dreamt of Dusty, maybe about 11 years old, chattering happily about sports. I wish I could dream of him every night. Listening to a summer playlist I made in May: http://grooveshark.com/playlist/Shadowy+Corners+Summer+Playlist/74023431 Such a strange summer, full of change and movement without direction. The race is in 2 weeks -- made the entire course in 3:33 Saturday. Still just hoping to finish! I have a feeling trying to do the event with lots of other people around (and me in their way) will add a whole new challenge. I screamed while swimming yesterday when someone backstroked into me. I think I thought I was being attacked by a fish :)