Last night, I dreamt I was a tree. I was a tree in a park that faced the White House. Now I'm not American and am totally blasé about politics, so in my dream I was more concerned about the people who sat under me. There were people from my past and I hadn't seen them for years. They were wearing corporate clothes - black jackets, shiny shoes and all. They sat slumped - tired, probably a little jaded as well. They were feeling a little puzzled that day, because they suddenly couldn't … [Read more...]