DREAMED OF MY EX-WIFE We were selling a house back to the couple we had bought it from. In my dream also we had not seen each other for years. We had taken good care of the house but made few improvements during our time in it. The other couple started to approach the subject of money, cautious, not wanting to be taken advantage of. I spoke for us (familiar). There were things I didn't want to discuss, mostly about the oddity of our arrangement, how we were not really together, but only trying to see how it worked out now, after many years. I made the excuse to myself that she also wished this to be our secret. She still looked to be barely out of her teens, more beautiful now that she was not troubled. She had been told she would not need anti-psychotic drugs if she had daily psychiatric sessions. I wanted to help her. I thought of several people whose names I could give her. Once again, it seemed that my good behavior and knowledge could save everything. I didn't question my inten- tions. In my next dream my old friend Joe and I were riding together in a badly-driven car towards St. Louis. I tried to explain it all to him while bracing myself for a crash. When I woke it was the last edge of summer. The wild plants have set hard nutritious kernals, and the birds stay away from the seed I put out daily. Food is plentiful and the hard weather has not come.