Slept better than I expected. Dreamt that icebluenothing was my guide through a labyrinth that ended at a dance club (perhaps the Mercury - I've only see photos so it's hard to say).
I always see-saw between somewhat flummoxed and amused when I travel to Bremerton. I expect to see more people I know - but I'm usually quite happy I don't, since it saves me from having to make awkward and halting conversation. Mind you, my current circumstances make for even more convoluted mental gymnastics than usual. I often go through phases where people just look familiar to me - total strangers fill me with thoughts of 'where do I know them from?' Ancillary to this, I'm a semi-frequent passenger on the ferry boats and I work two blocks from the dock, so there are many, many quasi-familiar faces on the trips I do take. For myself, I certainly don't look much like I used to, though I don't think my face is too changed. So yesterday and this morning, for example, I spent a lot of time wondering if the familiar looking strangers peering curiously at me were people I should know from high school, admiring the color of my hair, or what. I concluded that someone would have to be so bold as to speak to me before I was going to worry about it.