Originally Written: June 23, 2011
A few nights ago, I dreamed I was walking down a street in a small town. The atmosphere was that of a parade. Peppy carnival music was coming from somewhere. There were people everywhere, and they were in a festive mood. Suddenly angels appeared from nowhere. There were at least a dozen of them, and they were dancing in the air. They made all sorts of interesting formations and were very entertaining. They weren’t your subtle, garden variety, whiter-shades-of-pale type angels. Their dresses were all the same modest style, but the bright colors and bold patterns were unique to each dress, and they were all Meg Ryan.