Last night I had this dream that my father and mother were in. I enjoy this kind of dream because they’ve been dead 10 and 20 years, respectively, and it kind of gives you a chance to interact with them again. But in the dream my mother, as well as my older sister, were really sick with high fevers and we were living in this creepy house in Alabama (I’ve never even been to Alabama) where the more I ran the water in the bathtub so I could cool them off, the more the water would seep from under the bathtub and flood the house. Usually, you can look back over the past day and figure out where some of the themes come from. But I have no ideas about this one. No wonder I have trouble sleeping.