I had a very realistic, albeit odd, dream last night that I was on the public speaking circuit to promote awareness concerning prescription drug abuse. My slogan was: “If you use, you abuse — yourself.” I don’t remember the specific locale, but I was in an arena of some sort, on the stage talking to the crowd.

This issue has been heavy on my heart lately, partly because of dear folks I know who have family members dealing with this very addiction, but also because a certain someone hasn’t phoned in three weeks. This sort of behavior makes it hard not to question her level of sobriety. I can’t imagine going so long [voluntarily] without talking to the kids. Anyway, I figured perhaps that’s why my subconscience was working out those thoughts in my sleep.