On Saturday night I dreamed that I was hanging with Andrew Jones, aka tall skinny kiwi. People were crammed into this living room for an “unconference”.
I shared this dream with Kay on Sunday morning, not thinking much of it except “that was strange.” And then I had to explain what an unconference was. And how there’s one coming up (“Mayhem“) in Cincinatti in January. So Kay asked if I was going. I had to say that I really hadn’t considered it until I began explaining the dream to her. What is going on here?
I wish I could go to the Nor. Cal. gathering, but I will be home that weekend serving as Mr. Mom while Kay goes to visit her folks for her dad’s birthday. …I also don’t want to go to many conferences without Kay. It’s like missing half of my self.