The drone of a passing small aircraft can be heard overhead as I open the window next to my computer desk to better hear my neighbor, Curtis, who lives a few houses down and practices singing with his guitar with all his windows open. There are times he sounds just like the late John Denver or a cross between that and Elton John. And sometimes he will play his keyboard instead. It is going to be a warm summer day with some clouds in the sky. Air quality index is good- … for now. All talents and neighborhood sensory perceptions aside, I woke up this morning from a dream where…