Last night I had a strange dream

And no, I’m not talking about the Postal Service song. Last night I dreamed my sister Kristin was in the hospital and that I was trying to visit her – there was more in there too but I can’t remember it very well. What I do remember is the weird design of the hospital. If I recall correctly it was like a Frank Ghery building, except on the inside. And I never did get to her before I woke up. I wonder what it all means.