I've been sleeping and dreaming long hours the past week while recovering from a flare. Most dreams I have are banal, gross, scary or weird. This morning, though, came a dream so happy I'm going to share it. I don't have any books on interpreting dreams, and if you do, please don't spoil it for me by telling me it was about my stock investments or whatever.
I meandered through the crowded cafe, looking for my friend. Yes! there on the patio, was a very young panda, sitting at a small, round table. I hurried over and asked my guest "What would you like to order?" "Why, paradise cake (of course) ." When it arrived the paradise cake was chocolate and other flavors, and just the right size for two. We laughed and talked of inconsequential things. It was a very happy luncheon.
So I've been reading SF novels by Brin, Viehl, Kress and Traviss lately. My panda friends would like them too... They understand that real people don't always look just like us.