>I had a dream this morning in which I was at a water park, navigating an intricate attraction built of many connected tunnels, slides, and bridges. Sometimes, I’d be swept along to a section which had collapsed, and have to climb along exposed girders from one area to another, rather than simply be wafted forward by the rushing water.

It seemed as if there were too many of these breaks for me to actually ever make it to the end of the ride, so at one point I decided to climb back to the beginning. That proved to be too treacherous, though, so I soon gave that up and let the water carry me on. Which it did, this time with no further interruptions, and I was eventually washed all the way to the ride’s end.

When I got there, I discovered that some people I knew were waiting for me. Tim Pratt was there, along with his wife, Heather Shaw, and their new baby, River. I realized that I was wearing a cowboy hat, which had something to do with the water park, because it suddenly seemed that I worked there, and that the hat was part of my uniform. People were bringing their kids over to have their pictures taken with those of us wearing hats, which makes no sense now but seemed to make sense when I was asleep.

Pictures taken, I woke up, and scribbled this down.