I didn't sleep well. I remember bits of two dreams. In the first, I became involved with an eccentric, strange young lady calling herself a "research assistant," and two young men. Early in the dream, when the young lady made her appearance, my apartment was a synthesis of the one I live in and my bedroom in Ohio at my parents' house. Later, I was living in an apartment building in Manhattan and the young men who were working with this young lady were neighbors.
