Alternate Reality Job

        I dreamed I was traveling with three models. The traveling was in order to shoot locations with interesting geology or biology. All the models were jabbering at me constantly, I finally had to ask the hotel to give me a room on the other side of the building from them. While they were willing to run in and out the adjoining door, they weren't willing to run across the parking lot. I was looking forward to a peaceful night for a change.

        When I got to my new room I downloaded a bunch of photos and picked some of the best to send to my editor. I then sorted the rest into portfolio groups for the models, the sites and myself.

        The whole dream had a "this is what I do for a living now," feel about it, even though it isn't even close to what I do for a living. Seems like I was working far longer hours than I do now, but I felt happy, tired, but happy.

Ad astra per technica,

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