Happened again last night. We both had our usual dreams, but with variations. He dreamed he was stuck in California and kept trying to get back to Washington, as usual. This time I was with him. He says I had a job there, and he saw me drive a van with about 20 kids, as if I were taking them to school. He had a bit of an idea why he keeps dreaming about California. It dawned on him that every time he watches a movie or a TV show, how many of them were filmed there, even if they're supposed to be taking place somewhere else? I hadn't thought of that, but basically he looks at California almost every day on TV.

I dreamed I was giving him a tour of a small town I lived in for several years, but the town was growing beyond belief. I was trying to point out the landmarks and things I remembered, only to find that nothing I remembered was there anymore. Google Earth does not bear that out. It's still a little you-blink-you-miss-it one horse town. The school and church I went to, the places everybody hung out, the town's only traffic light, etc., are all still standing. But it my dream, instead of being a sleepy little pin-dot-on-a-state-map town, it was getting to be a bustling place.