Day 692 in NYC

Day 692 Woke up around 5:30 this morning, turned around and went promptly back to sleep. Had this really weird dream I was on an airplane with Ancha and we crash landed in the ocean and the plane started to roll, we got out through a window and all of a sudden we were on land and the windows on the plane looked like train windows. I lost Ancha and then I found her stitting in a picnic area they had set up by the front of the plane, then I woke up again. Since it was still early I tried to go back to sleep and each time I tried to go to sleep I went back to the plane crash, finally I gave up and got up.

When I log on to FB I have a message from Ancha…her wonderful Dad Odd passed away this morning, extreme sorrow.

Underbara Odd!

 Odd was one of the most charming men I have ever had the fortune to encounter, he will be missed. All my Love to Ancha and her family.