On Saturday Morning.
Saturday mornings are a special time for me. I remember a song from my childhood called “On Saturday Morning.” It’s a time of coffee, relaxation, maybe some NPR on in the background. I have always loved Saturday mornings. This one started badly. My night had been full of nightmares. I had a dream in which water was pouring in through all the windows of a very strange room, and when I got up from my bed to investigate, I found…