My soul as flip flopped back and forth between "We're gettin the invite" or "We have no chance in hell". It's been an agonizing pressure on my spirit.
For some reason today, I feel complete at peace with it, no matter what the answer is come next Tuesday. I woke up to find Wael's email saying he had a dream last night of being in San Francisco. That was a nice morning email. I would not tell him my dreams, as I had a few this week with people getting shot in the head. Ugg, nightmares that make no sense. Disturbing that they were in my head in the first place. I do need a dream of walking the streets of China Town at the minimum. Even the Golden Gate Bridge would be a pleasant image in my sleeping brain.
Back to work, doing all I can to build Passdown into something grand!
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