last night.  I don’t remember much.  But, Megan painting ceramic tiles on our kitchen wall.  Raw excitement to be back living with my ladies.  The common room had expanded to twice its size - Selena and I contemplated putting in two coffee tables.  Rose was around…

This morning I told my dad, “Oh, Chapman was so beautiful in my dream!”

“Who’s Chapman?”

“Chapman’s our house!”

que viva, la revolucion.