Last night I had a dream that I lived in a town in Florida called Freesburg. Freesburg is a sort of paradise. Although it is in Florida, it is hip and progressive. The residents are overwhelmingly cultured and educated and spend most of their time outside a second-run arthouse theater. I ride my bike around this town and I feel young again, like a teenager. I'm happy and contented. I'm wearing a 1950s type of checkered shirt and just riding around on my bike.