True Story.

I had a dream last night where I was walking through a dense woods. I couldn’t see anything, but noticed there was a flashlight at the bottom of my feet. So, naturally, I bent down to pick up the flashlight. I couldn’t pick it up. I wrapped my hand around it, but it seemed to be connected to the ground. I tugged. Damn it! Why couldn’t I pick up the flashlight! I adjusted my grip, and I tugged again and again….  

…and woke up and realized I was not tugging on a flashlight…but actually tugging on Kealoha, who was curled up next to me. He had a big smile on his face. Thankfully, I was just tugging on his hand and not, you know, something else.

 

At least I think it was his hand.