I had a lot of family dreams last night: in one, my mother was baking my brother Randy a birthday cake, a chocolate sponge cake filled with cherries. In the other, my brother Macbeth and I went shopping for a new suit sonce the wool one I was wearing was full of moth holes. There was something about driving on a country road, being stuck behind a car making a left turn, but it's too vague now.
In one of these dreams, or possibly another, my two brothers and I were re-arrangig the bedroom we shared before my dad converted the attic into bedrooms.,