I’ve been having some interesting dreams lately but if I don’t write them down as soon as I wake up, I forget them. I had a dream about my old best friend; the one who ended up homeless. She had an apartment and our other friend and I were over there trying to help her clean it because she was moving and the apartment complex was about to rent it out and they needed to show it to some potential renters. I know that’s not how it works but that’s what it was in my dream. Anyway, we get over there and the place is a total disaster, literally falling apart. It looked like it had been abandoned. She was acting so casual about it, too. I pulled our other friend aside and said, “What is she thinking? The people are coming today? There’s no way in hell i’d let someone come check out my place like this, why is she just now getting it together?” and we just kept cleaning and boxing stuff up. I wish I remembered the rest of the dream but the only thing I recall is driving down a road that looked like A1A and listening to Beechwood 4-5789.