Today I dreamed that I went back to visit the rental home my family left in 1970. I met an old neighbor and mistook him for his brother, who as a child had frightened me by pretending to shoot me through the fence.
Perhaps the next time I log on I will have a job. But at this point I'm homesick and I hope that I get an easy job that I can handle in my current emotional condition. Of course I probably won't refuse any job, because that would get me into trouble with the government. And it wouldn't be very practical.
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