It's Twyla Tharp's fault

I woke up this morning from this oddly mundane dream. Dr. Joyce Brothers was warning me about reading the photo release form very carefully to make sure that I'm not giving away any rights to my writings or anything else. She then showed me a manuscript she had written about green onions - featuring a drawing on the cover of an onion, but obviously drawn by someone in jr. high. It was written landscape and I think was on cloth.

Then, I woke up, did my usual morning stuff...then...well see...Every morning since the boys were old enough to walk on their own, I would blow a kiss and a hug to them from the window as I'm on my way to catch the train.

Today, I saw an envelope I had left for a fellow board member in our vestibule. That reminded me of an e-mail I needed to send her, which in turn reminded me of something I had read in Twyla Tharp's book, "The Creativity Habit", in which she said when she gave notes to her dancers, she made an effort to remember the first 7 notes she wanted to give, before she wrote anything down.

I was trying to figure out how to best remember those 7 things I wanted to do today and got distracted and forgot to wave to the kids.

So really, it's Twyla's fault.

Or Dr. Joyce Brothers'

Or possibly the green onions.

But not mine.

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