bobquasit | Dream

The night before last I dreamed once again that I was in a huge house looking into getting an apartment. The place had been drastically modified to add a lot of new apartment spaces. Some weren't much more than plexiglass cubes sticking outside from a wall. Others were whole small houses built inside enormous rooms, some of which seemed to be outdoors somehow.

Once again I spotted my old friend Virgil among the people who were wandering around looking at apartments. I managed to catch up with him, and he admitted that he'd faked his death. I wish that were true.