In my dream last night I was living in a tatty little track house with my husband. It was very much the end of the line for us, nothing great, just a space to lay our heads. He and I were in our bed but I couldn't sleep so I got up and went to the living room, probably the ceiling was that cottage cheese shit that all houses had in the 70's. I was reading and the lights were dim, there was an open window and through it I heard a crash. I jumped up alarmed and screamed for my husband. I called his name over and over and he didn't come, so I went to look. Out the window in the back yard I could see a trail of "things", you know bits of clothing, books, stuff and then out of the side room came a large Samoan. He just looked really bored with me and told me to to shut up with all the noise. He was robbing my house. He and this thin little woman, in her twenties, and this was all just a job for them, they had no fear of being caught, but they did have weapons and would hurt or kill me if I made too much noise. So I was just standing in the doorway of the guest bedroom watching them rob me. The room had a big rumpled bed in it, and the light was that grayish white that makes everything look more dingy and seedy. And so much stuff, you know clothes and radios, and broken phones and none of it worth anything but just taking up space. So the Samoan was sorting through it all to determine what was best for robbing. I was trying to tell him, through choking tears, that I had been rob just the day before and this was surely a little excessive. He just kind of snorts because what can you expect in this sort of neighborhood. I told him I would hate to do it, but if this robbing of my house kept up I was going to buy bars for my windows, and I really don't want bars on my windows. He just snorts disgusted, like bars are going to keep me out.

I just thought about calling the police, but then I thought no they will just add an uncontrollable and unpredictable violence to this odd scene. I was losing stuff, but no one was getting hurt, so why change? I went around the corner and lay down on the bed with my husband. Might as well get some sleep.

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