I’ve been imagining a knocking at the door every night for a week. What is that all about, I wonder. It wakes me at odd hours, this knocker. Some nights, the knocking is quite loud, and I think that it is at the window by the bed. I used to have dreams that I was running in a race and was stuck in slow motion. I lost weight and started running and these stopped. What are the knocking dreams looking for, though?
It has happened that someone found this site by searching for me. I’m finally a destination, not just a surprising stop along the way. Now, if only I knew what I am looking for. Perhaps it’s the Ducky Derby. I’ll have to go and see.