Dream

I think I read somewhere that "one" cannot read or write in dreams. This is horseshit.

Anyway, this morning I woke up from a dream in which I was revising a poem. I mentioned this to hubby.

"Do you remember the revision?"

"Yes, but the poem doesn't exist."

"Well, what was it?"

"The last line was changing from whatever it was to 'I'm going to see the Wizard.'"

I think I write better poems when I am awake.