Dreamed of going back in time to the late spring of 1982 (when I was briefly living in Toronto), and reading of a movie I had no memory of. (I was already keeping close track of movies then.)
I was late for my appointment with Dr. Hassan because I thought it was the next day.
Moira returned from Kingston.
Dinner was shepherd's pie.
At the choir, we spent most of the time on "Goin' Home" again. When we did "The Little Drummer Boy" Giuseppe relied on me to keep the other baritone-basses strong with the prum-prums.
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