The Sandman forgot about me

There are many nights Sandman forgets me. Usually I blame it on a late meal or anxiety until I realized the Sandman forgot me. The mythical god? Who is the Sandman?

A Northern European explanation for why we rise with gritty eye funk. This spirit makes sure we dream.

So I try to remember if I awoke with eyes sandy and could not remember even if I brushed my teeth. Which of course I did! Furry teeth is not a way to be roaming around. And I realized this would be a wonderful tittle for a painting.

Bergdorf windows

Bergdorf windows

Vintage prada? So sexy

Vintage prada? So sexy

snow globes!!

snow globes!!

loving the Saks Christmas windows!!

loving the Saks Christmas windows!!

nothing like Christmas in NYC

nothing like Christmas in NYC

Already? Its not even October!!!

Already? Its not even October!!!

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