I had a dream

I was composing a post for Steemit
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And my computers started acting up.

I have two.
One I use to 'surf the web'. It has all kinds of ad blockers, malware and virus protection software. I use IT to go where danger MIGHT lie. The other one has the same protections but I specifically do NOT use it to do anything except cryptocurrency.

Suddenly they BOTH started to act crazy. Don't know how to explain it but I was frustrated beyond belief. I shut 'em both down. It was time for a break. Just as I was walking thru the door to the outdoor patio where I smoke cigars I got a phone call on my cellphone.

The strange thing is that I very seldom, almost never, answer strange calls. I have the "rings" set so that I know who is calling just from the sound. If it's not one of my sons, their wives, my grandkids or my wife...I just let it ring. If it's important they can leave a message.

They very seldom do.

This time I answered the phone.

"Hi...how you doing." the voice of my brother said.

"Same-o, same-o " I replied "nothing much new here."

"How'd you like to meet for lunch?" my brother said "I'm flying in. I need to stop for fuel so I can land nearby, call Uber and it can take us to a restaurant near by. Bring the wife. How about seven o'clock or so?"

"eh..." I replied " It's after midnight..do you have timezone problems? Daylight saving's time is a bitch, I know, but that's just one hour...not five.."

There was static on phone . My brother didn't answer my question. The phone went dead..

I woke up.

My brother had his own plane.. He actually had two. .He was a licensed private pilot and used them to go between his businesses. He had several located in several states. Odd that he'd be in South Texas. His business are in Colorado, Wyoming and New Mexico.

Oh...one more thing.

He's dead.

He'd died in a plane crash about ten years ago. Clear air turbulence in Wyoming. It wasn't his fault. He was a VERY careful pilot but there's not one damn thing that you can do when a 'rocky mountain roller' slams your plane into the ground. It's like an invisible tornado laying on it's. One minute you're at ten thousand feet, unlimited visibility...next minute you're slamming into the ground. Yes...it's that quick.

True story...I had the dream about an hour ago.