I was Julia Stiles in “The Prince and Me.” The prince would sneak out of the palace on adventures when he got bored; he beckoned me over from behind a pillar where he was gluing on a mustache using egg whites. I told him I’d found this reincarnation portal (it was called something different in the dream) and said we should go try it. We got sucked through and we started to get changed into piglets. He pulled me back, angry, and said, “I absolutely despise piglets!” The baby on the other side was disappointed, and said, “That’s what this is really for, you know.” I’d previously used it to go jumping around through other worlds–I saw a guy with his lawn rolled up into sod rolls.

There was a xenon light installed in my car that flooded with blue light when I pulled the gear shift to the left.

I was very pregnant.

The phrase “The milk of human kindness” came to me in my dream and I instantly thought,”I’m late!” and bolted awake. It was actually 6:45 AM.

Back in Italy. S. was a prostitute and four johns vied for her attention, and we all became friends; lots of laughs. I was back in the apartment with A. and another man. A. went to drain pasta and the other man stuck his head into the sink under the pot. “Careful, that’s boiling!” I yelled but he was laughing even as the boiling water poured over his skin. I needed to find my way around Venice and wanted to go buy a map.