My dreams have been vivid over the last week. And in them I travel to places I've been, sleep in beds I've slept in, cook in kitchens I've cooked in, laughed at something that was said years ago. Each dream contains one or two people who have been closest to me - former lovers, colleagues, friends and family. The dreams are rekindlings and filled with lightness and ease. I think my subconscious pulled bits and pieces from my NY/NJ trip and is now building dreams with my fondest memories. Everyone and everything I miss comes to me when my eyes are closed.