isn't that?
My mother took me to church. I walked past the chairs in a row in a narrow room ith earth tone painted walls. I looked forward to the free coffee in the room at the back, behind the altar. I saw Molly Kovarik and ignored her, embarassed, planned to talk to her after I'd had coffe. I noted with dismay that they'd had to switch sugars due to a lower budget. From Sugar in the Raw (c) to Domino (c). Dream started to become lucid and I realized that I was sleeping in. Wonder if I should start going to church.