I had a dream once that I went out camping, some wonderfully endless state park or something, and I got lost. DJ and Lori called the authorities, frantic not because I'd gotten lost but because they knew there was a very real chance I just might decide to never come home. Forget surviving the wild, I think I could live out there for a while.

In other news, tomorrow I have to do three charity runs -- Goodwill, the Humane Society, and a non-perishable food run. Right now I'm still a tenuous member of society.