I don’t know if there is even a single paint store on Grand
Cayman, but in my dream last night there were many. More interestingly, I was with actor and
singer Dean Martin.
Never mind that Dean has been gone for over twenty years.
Dean and I kept going from paint store to paint store on the
island. He was mad because everyone in the
stores recognized him and none of the stores carried white paint.
I woke exiting the last store we visited.
Posted today (because why not) is a photograph of sunset at our
beach last.
—Mitchell Hegman
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