I’ve had unsettling dreams the last two nights. I’m being chased by mobs or brushed off by cripples. I’m telling people things they already know. I experience moments from my waking life, but the details are different. What was night while awake is day in the dream. I visit places that no longer exist. When we return to the car, the parking meter has expired. Sometimes it’s a moot point because the car’s been stolen or replaced by something small, old, and European. When I wake up I have the love theme from Superman stuck in my head.