A dream I had last night: I am dining with the cast of a hit TV show in Lebanon. We are eating grilled octopus from a giant gold platter. There is talk of a futuristic volcanic eruption and how the dead sea will one day provide all essential nutrients to every being on earth. A strange man winks at me from across the room. I assume his wink means he wants me to get his coat and so I stand, grab his coat (which is made from the skin of an endangered reptile) and drape it around his shoulders. For a second, I feel like his mother and brush a stray hair from his eyes.