I saw Leila for the first time in several years’ worth of dreams, and she looked pretty healthy and happy. She was in the middle of a “Latin American Women of Activism” meeting of about twenty women. She didn’t have a chance to say hi, but she did smile largely.

I also ran into Tim S. I was with Matt. Tim asked me how I was doing and I said fine. I gave him some Postmodern Village business cards. Matt said, as Tim walked away, “you love him, don’t you?” (Matt says this often jokingly–i think–in real life). As he walked away, I tried to remember what Tim looks like.