A dream that is. A wish fulfillment dream, I'll call it.
Amsterdam, Capobianco, good friends, a wonderful outdoor/indoor cafe, with lockers. Freedom to be myself, no judgment, the possibility of a 5 year pension, a house on a straat, not a canal, slender figure, admiration of acquaintances, & some revealing clothing.
It started to rain cancelling my plans, but Capobianco reappeared and I suspect we went off together.
Then I awoke, gleeful as a girl.
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