A dream knocked my usual shower ponderings off course this morning, after it came back to me, wet like.
The set up: using my hair brush. It is from Aber-bludie-deen, so it had done a few "stylings" since the early 90's... The bristle pad needs to be re-glued to the handle, again. Maybe time to give it up?
I was looking at the brush in the dream, and noticed it had another apartment under the pad, handle side.
"What the...?"
It was a another brush! For shoes!
I turned it over, took it out and tried it. It worked a treat.
"Well well!" [I think I would have said]
Then my dream self noticed a third brush! From the other end it appeared.
This one was for brushing lint off clothes! Wow!
A magical Russian dolls type brush, and for two decades I had never known about it!
Was there a fourth?
I may have woken myself up by then in the strangeness of the dream.
Weird dream. Because had been thinking of dumping it...
widowed speedsailing dad with mild MS succeeds at getting four kids out into the wide blue world. Scored!! four in the wild! semi retired maybe. Mad keen speedsailing windsurfer , ambition 35 knots or much better ! ex geologist , sort of drone pilot. Coffee lover. SF reader,
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