dreaming

time to get up and get out of the mission.  mother is gone.  i inherit a fairly good bicycle.  i can still ride.  i am riding down camp bowie boulevard, towards town.  i worry about the front tire.  i pull into the back of an old house where there is a used book shop.  a couple of gay guys are  inside.  one asks me something and then i am in a little cubicle next door with a computer.  i do a little work.  when i get back outside, the bicycle is gone.  i forgot to secure it.  i did not have a lock.  that's the way lessons are learned.   that is what my dad would have said.  i am crushed.  i really was up working on the computer a lot.  got some things done.  ran  into some problems.  now its time for coffee and breakfast.  then i have to go to the grocery store.