So, I wrote this post, and as soon as I hit the "Do Math to Save" button, the power went out. Anyway, I was writing about what a nice dream I had last night. I finally got to see Justin in concert in one of my dreams. Usually he refuses to take the stage because I'm there, or I create some fool's errand to distract me. Whenever I get to meet up with Justin in my dreams, which is very rare, I enjoy the same peaceful feeling throughout the day that I get anytime I dream of going to that beach with a seawall.

The stupid thing was, I was worried about getting to work on-time the next day, so I ran out in the middle of the show to get things in order back at the motel. I did not realize what a [fill in the blank or don't] decision that was until I returned to the venue to find the show was over and only about three people remained and were packing out. I do tend to sabotage myself whenever I have a good thing going in real life.

For example, I remember how, assuming half a concert was better than none, I would run out in the middle of shows on the West Coast. It was fun talking with locals trying to calculate my drop-dead time to ride like the wind, but heart-breaking, too. I recall one time, luna was my chauffeur even though that meant she would leave a concert early. I can't believe she would be so kind to me as to do that. Anyway, knowing full well I had to leave, I was lost in the music, and when luna came to my aisle to retrieve me, one of the people I had warned I'd be trampling to get out in the middle of the show had to shake me to take me back to the world of time and space with deadlines.

Anyway, my topic of conversation was, "always something there to remind me." It wasn't the nightly dreams that keep me thinking about life beyond work. It's the invoices for unpaid tolls. Ah, yes. I remember it now. I was in Pennsylvania.... I knew I ran the toll booths in Louisville, but neither saw nor heard toll warnings from road signs or phone navigation instructions for the other ones.

I did get to hear the new album, on a different computer, as this one has no audio and all the repair people are doing the COVID thing. It was a nice gesture from Justin. The audio was excellent, and I was impressed by the chording in some of the songs as never before.

Besides that, I've thought about Justin in a couple wild dreams within the last week. The first time, we were talking (!), sort of like those ice-breaking conversations I dislike so much, but it was with Justin, so it was good. Last night, I dreamed of a concert. Justin came out to talk to the people in the audience before going on-stage. Of course, he bypassed me, but then he came back because he had a problem he wanted to share and thought I might be able to help. He had these white bumps on his fingers, and, as I looked at them, I diagnosed his molars had exploded. Well, the dream was most pleasant, enjoying Justin's company and trust; but after waking up, it dawned on me that fingers don't have teeth - not to mention that I may never enjoy a relaxed, constructive conversation with Justin at the rate at which I'm going.

I suppose a moral of the story could be, wherever Justin is, chemically, spiritually, and otherwise, I trust he is enjoying wonderful company. I'm not going to worry about teeth exploding on his fingers, though. I hope the world will be sufficiently COVID-free for TWoTW to proceed. If not, might we make a city in the ground where the noxious weed can't hurt or make afraid?

I blather. XO to anyone who reads this.

I was wondering about the cruise. Is Justin just going to helicopter in and out? I can't justify taking a whole week off work for one concert - unless it's the farewell concert. It would be nice to go on a cruise if Justin would participate in more than a concert, like he did before the last cruise. I really don't like the marketing strategies of these cruises where they keep everything under wraps so customers can think they're purchasing a big dream when they're not. I also don't want to blow my budget, time off, and good graces at work on a weeklong cruise vacation and find out later that Justin is touring and I could have enjoyed seven shows instead.

Above all, I want Justin to do what he wants. Besides, a lot of this is a personal problem, as many fans are now retired or gainfully self-employed and don't have to worry about attendance.

I will now return to trying to be more in the groove to talk about love and light, like Justin's lyrics and chord transitions, before I post here again.