Day sleep

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Clearly Friday and Saturday got to me; dreamed I saw my mother picking out old photographs, which worried me. Among the ones she picked out was a pick of a guy with longish hair who was responsible for creating 'The Gazpacho.' I think this is all about my craving for cool flavoursome liquids. One great thing about yesterday was all this gorgeously chilled coconut water instead of wine. It cuts through heat like a knife through butter. Perfect.