What a strange night last night... full of doubts, and ups, and downs - and then the dreams... wow. First there was the long and drawn out scene of Myles being kidnapped, by Chinese agents, who later returned him all scragly and beaten up - it turns out they wanted him to be a rock star in their country. It was all very frightening.
Then Jane and I were standing on Houston about to go into the subway when we started chatting with Michael Jordan. He knew one of the guys' name that was with us, and was in general a pretty cool guy - he mentioned that he is feeling a lot better, and his ankle just has to be conditioned some more, for crossovers... He didn't look so great though, was wearing a heather gray sweatsuit, - shorts and a hoodie, and hes belly was rather distented... Then I realized that the subway gate was closed, but that Jane had already gone down - Mom helped me find another enterance and I went to meet Jane. She was standing on the Uptown platform using the payphone - and for a minute I was like - "Uptown? That's not the way..." oh, wait, that IS the way to get to work. Phew... I woke up all tired and disoriented - having gone through quite a ringer of places, thoughts and emotions in the night.