I slept well. My only bedmate last night was Thatch, who seems to like cuddling next to Daddy as long as I don't hold him. Annabelle loves to be held, and Stella has lately been showing a desire to sit on my lap. I had several dreams but I remember only one, in which I resigned from the Drama Book Shop to work freelance as a musical arranger and part-time for anothjer performing arts book shop. The dream had nothing in common with the reality of my actual resignation in 1997.