Strange dream last night.

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kshandra and I were going somewhere. I was riding a 1947 Harley-Davidson FL and she was riding a custom-built trike.

I had no idea where we were going, but we were in Stockton, and Kiri was insisting that we needed to go north and take I-90. What was weird was that she was practically pleading with me to take that route.

That's all I remember of the dream, but those were some damn fine rides we had!