I dreamed I punched someone in the face last night. I’ve never punched someone in the face in my life. In my dream I was concerned because it didn’t hurt my hand that much when I punched them and I guess I’ve always heard that it really hurts your hand when you punch someone in the face.
Honestly, more of my dream was devoted to the fact that I wasn’t hurt by it than who I actually punched in the face and what happened to them. I came to the conclusion that I must not have punched them hard enough if it didn’t hurt my hand. Great. Maybe I’ll try harder next time I get in a fist fight in my dream.
It was cold here at the beginning of the week but it is warming up nicely and the days are flying by. Which is exciting because the Masters will be here before I know it!!! I’m so excited. Part of the fun of it is the anticipation. Last year I got a little burned out by the weekend so hopefully I can get it together and not burn out.
Briscoe needs a bath real bad. Oh, and I got my hair cut yesterday. I really like it.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
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