i've been having a recurring dream about a pancake.

it's a hot silver dollar pancake that i spread salted whipped butter onto. i pick it up with my hands and fold it in half before the butter has even melted all the way. i bite into it and wake up...

i also daydream about whiskey. somewhere on the road, in Spain, i learned that whiskey makes happiness. sickness, loneliness, fatigue and other such nuisances melt away with about 2 fingers of blended whiskey, neat.