the dream last night is no doubt the story of Leon the Cleaner, and there is no wonder; a good deal of my job is doing cleanup for other people who make sometimes very large messes. No, it is not that sort of work, exactly, but the outcomes are not all that different, in the end. Both jobs require the ability to be immune to the damage done to certain people.

I do tend to see other people’s stories in my dreams, and that is why I never write them because I’m not fond of theft of intellectual property. I have more than enough stories of my own, and someday I may jam them together into something between covers that will, in the end, resemble nothing so much as a dutch oven.