(Woke up at 6:00, thought it was 8:00, the coffee was already on when I discovered my mistake. Drank the coffee, attempted to nap. To little avail.)
I've got the painting - the Christmas gift - the painting I did of the Owner's daughter and I've popped around the restaurant to give it to him. Only I've leaned it badly in the back of the car and now there's a big dent in the canvas.
And I'm pulling it out of the car to look at the dent and I see that there's a tear in the canvas, but the Owner's there and I'll just give it to him anyways.
Now the stretcher bars fall out, and I'm holding the canvas in my hands, rolling it up and he's reaching for it to unroll it, only now it's a sheaf of unrelated sketches and drawings, the painting's disappeared completely and I'm rifling through these sketches, looking for it, but it's vanished, gone, pfft....
(And today is the day I pop around the restaurant to drop off the painting, this means something, but what?...)