My wife and I were daydreaming the other day. Different dreams for a moment but then we pulled them together for a memorable Thanksgiving that hasn’t yet happened.
We were hungry when we started these dreams. Let me explain.
My daydream was a memory of a cold Thanksgiving hike we spent in Utah’s Zion National Park a couple years ago. Her's was a memory of the streets and gardens of Paris.
How did we pull that together?