For the Record...

Having precognitive dreams freaks me the bleep out. It's groovy when something nice is going to happen. Not so much when they make me feel bad.

Reasonably, the only ones I really remember are when I'm under stress, or (as recently) in pain. Part of me would be happy to quit my job and research this on a full-time basis. I would love to cultivate broader access to Camille. Realistically, it is not feasible.

I'll be happy when my body thinks it's back to normal. As much as the girl gets. No snide comments from Igor!