Field of Dreams

    With sleep being restless, what with all I have to do as well as all I've failed to do, the dream state has taken over.  The relevance of the dreams to real life is vague at best.  Last night seemed like a particularly long and all-encompassing struggle of many people to find a summer softball league for Maureen to play in, she being about 12 years of age, and deeply disappointed that her school was not offering such.  Dave had asked one of his doctors if he knew of any softball venue, but the doctor didn't, said he lived in the same school district, and  was in the same boat looking for a place for his daughter to play.  Last I recall. they were going to launch a search on Facebook.  Good luck!