Back in the summer of 2000, I had a dream that I was in this house, just looking around in the front hallway. There was a computer on a table, and a rocking chair with an acoustic guitar on it. The walls were white. An older girl comes in, I thought it might’ve been Alex’s sister, and says it’s Alex’s house. I looked closer at the computer screen, and there was a picture of Alex. I went to a bedroom to wait for him [uh, that sounds nice] and there were 2G magazines and little brown or black lab puppies.