Wednesday, May 1, 2013

The I-45

I decided to get a cold this week. Yesterday was spent in a NyQuil induced haze. This is probably why I had a dream last night I was eating breakfast at Lucky's Cafe, in Dallas. Nothing strange or dreamlike, just sitting in a window seat eating. It was awesome. I had the I-45. I always dream of chicken-fried-chicken when I'm sick.


Pac said...

I know I'm sick when I start dreaming in exhausting "Groundhog Day" style loops. That's no fun. So sorry to hear you're under the weather. Get well soon... two weeks tops.

Jim said...

I love Lucky's Cafe!