I had a dream the other night that my building manager gave my apartment key to strangers who, believing themselves to be the new tenants, came in and redecorated it in their own style and taste. I came home to a fantastically redecorated New York style apartment that was about five times the size of my studio (this is dreamland). Despite the fact that it looked infinitely nicer, classier, and more Pottery-Barnesque...I was really pissed. Although I yelled at these people to move all their stuff out and change it to the way it was, I secretly liked what they had done...

...maybe I'm ready for some new diggs.

Just for today, I can analyze my dreams.