Occasionally, I wake up while writing a story in my head. Once awake, I fine tune it. Here’s my most recent one:
I was playing poker with the regulars and one new guy. The new guy pretended like he wasn’t watching me but I knew he was. So, every time I decided to bluff I stroked my mustache. It was a long night. Finally, the other regulars had all gone home so it was just me and the new guy when I was dealt an excellent hand. So, I stroked my mustache. And he went all in.
TTYL,
Linda