Woke up this morning scratching at my left leg. Two mosquito bites! Is Summer finally, really, here? ..I just looked out of the window and it's windy and cloudy, threatening with rain. Drats. I hope the weather gets better this weekend. 

I've been tossing in my sleeps a lot lately, going down in lifts, going up in stairs, the exterior of my house keeps changing but the interior seems oddly familiar. I've been there in my other dreams. Exploring a maze of rooms, bathrooms, there are three huge tree in my dining area leading onto the kitchen: one with exotic moustache shaped red flowers, another with oranges and a variety of small exotic birds chirping underneath its cloaks, and the last an evergreen. 

Found this Cool Walrus on a different way home yesterday. Everyone is just trying to be cool, to get by, to find their North. How's your life at the moment? Are they pointing to your North?