Not in any dreambook
Nobody wants to hear about the dreams of others, but I want to remember this one for myself. Last night, I dreamed that in my hand was one of those pocket-sized rigger's handbooks. Was that because of our visit to the escombros of the derrumbado Intel building? Maybe I should expect tonight the dreams will be of diagramming block-and-tackle set-ups and pounds of force. At least I never dream that I'm being chased.