I slept well. I was very tired last night because of my late night the night before, and I had two strange dreams. In the first I was working in midtown as a gofer on some project and I saw Judy Collins getting out of her car. I was singing her song "My Father" when I saw her ;eave the car, so I opened a door and sat in the back seat with another person. There was someone in the front seat as well. Collins returned, saw me, said nothing, and drove to her apartment. At the apartment I followed them all inside and sat at a dining room table. She finally asked me who I was, and I said I was a fan, and that she had played a large role in whatever I'd become. She was working on a act she would be doing at Columbus Circle, and I met her band.
