A hazy mixture of several dreams last night.
Being a guest at a wedding. My brother. An unanswered question. My violin. Tweed. London. Climbing a steep street someplace else. Grass. A missed meeting. An obnoxious American. A past friend. Visiting a craft store. Polite conversation with strangers. The feeling of waiting for something. And my watch missing all the numbers.
...I hadn't even had any cheese.