I'll try and write more about my trip later, but I just want to mention something really quickly. Last night I spent in Brad's apartment in LA, before we drive to Santa Fe really this morning. Well, I had this dream last night that I walked over to Brad's fridge, opened it, and inside was Ella (my nine-month old niece), perfectly fine and gurgling with delight at seeing a face. I took her out, we had fun playing together, and later, when she needed to have a nap, I put her back in the fridge.
Weeeird.
