Ok, so the astrologically auspicious day was a little bit like my birthday and other days when one has great expectations. It felt a little off. And yet, it held a special kind of magic. There was a visit to the art museum and a guided experience on a fascinating collage exhibition by an artist I admire, Lanecia Rouse, there was a quick glimpse of my friend who stopped by to bring me truffle potato chips, there was also a fun evening with another friend. I got a nap in too, a nap with my little dog. I actually slept. I had vivid dreams. Dreams of animals. What does it mean to see a tiger in one’s dreams?
