>Last night I dreamt that I had a new apartment. It was right near Bradley Airport, it was in a mall, and quite interesting. The obvious issues being traffic, and living in a mall… people everywhere all the time. I was wandering around the mall at first, trying to find the apartment I was supposed to be looking at. It used to belong to Jennifer Connelly, and it was room #725. As I wandered, I was in a Fileens sort of store, furniture all around, mock livingrooms — except they were people’s apartments, all out for people to wander, mostly…