When I woke up this morning, a trace of the panicky feeling I felt in my dream last night was still with me. That, and some nervous laughter at the idea that such a silly dream would throw me into a tizzy. A small tizzy, but still a tizzy. In a little over two weeks I'm leaving for France and I have decided to pack extremely light. I will still be checking my luggage, but I am determined that this time I will not be taking everything and the kitchen sink with me.
So I guess all this thinking about what I will be taking resulted in my dream last night that when arrived in Paris I HAD NO SUITCASE!!! I was clothing less!! lol!!