Rice and I are divorcing.

I am moving out of state.

Last night I had a dream...


I dream Rice bought a house for us, without me looking at it first.

The owners had left some cool, old furniture and dolls and whatever, but soon it was overwhelming -- there was too much left -- especially with the kids. They're young boys -- stuff would get broken.

There was a large portion of a giant, tall wall that was all burned and moldy and needed to be fixed. I couldn't fix it. Ken had to.

I focused on other things, and found things I'd written or read years ago that had been left in the house for me, like The Little Prince.