020824c

I dreamed that I discovered someone I knew had written a series of fantasy novels when I didn't even know she wrote fiction. Reminiscent of the last verse of "Once Bitten, Twice Shy."

In the same dream, two people were squabbling over what had been painted on a parade float that was almost finished, and while our backs were turned, the artist painted over the whole design in yellow and left. As one does.