I woke up too early. It's only 3:30 right now. I had a dream that an old woman was living in the apartment downstairs and she kept appearing upstairs, in my apartment, to use the bathroom. She didn't say anything. She was kind of stealthy, dingy, like a little, old mouse. It was an odd dream.

Some of my dreams have been premonitions. Just at the time mysterious because I don't understand what I'm seeing. Later, when it happens I recognize my dream. I think real premonitions would be like that. Those people write about and show in films are too perfect, too clear. Even if you see the future you can't know it, not all of it, until all the details become clear. You can't know what you are seeing if you've never seen it before.