this morning i dreamed that my BIL launched a rocket at the beach. it flew at an acute angle of about 30 degrees, but still went so high it was a speck. inland a hundred meters or so, i had trouble pumping my fists in the air. i saw the chute nearing the shore and limped toward it. it occurred to me that i should not be able to walk. it landed near shore. i waded out to it. it was one i built nearly twenty years ago.

csy 1530 1905