I dreamed I was on the subway and Patti LuPone sat down next to me. She started chatting and, when I told her my name, she knew my work. We talked about old NYC, how nothing can ever happen anymore without corporate sponsorship and how that was anathema to our sensibilities and younger selves. I told her about Sinéad O’Connor’s audiobook and how it was so worthwhile, not just for the stories, but the way she tells them. She told me I needed to work harder on showing my work, that if I could only get it in front of the right eyes, I could rise above the bullshit. We had a wonderful talk that I will remember all my life, even if it was just a dream.