>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 minimalist and art decco.

I finally found it through “the back” and was pleased with the apartment.

It was done nicely, new Victorian.

There were many things left behind – very girly, some smurfs…

The main point was that my family was meeting near by – I stopped in, but had to go back to the apartment to get settled in. I ended up hooking up my stereo.

I think I was telling myself that I need to spend more quality time with the fam.