Pink roses

    I like when the weird wacky dreams turn out sweet. A friend of mine who in real life used to have a used bookstore, in the dream had taken over a bakery. He had moved it, too. (My dreams are always oddly detailed.) My brother William had liked a particular sweet from the bakery before the friend took it over. That sweet was made from protein bars. Anyway, I got the two fellows together to discuss it. But I never found out what happened, because I found that two separate people had sent me a dozen pink roses (each). I was very moved. Never found out what that was all about, but it was a very sweet dream on balance.