In my most recent dream, I was dating the singer/performer Prince. He was so nice and gentlemanly and I really liked him. I asked him to sing, "Baby, I'm a Star" for me. (?) Before he could, I excused myself because I had to go to the bathroom really badly. I ran over to the apartment complex I lived in with my very first roommate, on Fulton Avenue. I used the facilities next to the pool but was discovered to be an outsider by a small group of elderly ladies. I told them I used to live there many years ago... and they started showing me photographs.

And then I woke up. What's this all about?!

Today is the first day of my last month at work before maternity leave. Scary! Motherhood is right around the corner.