yes, like that

From dream noted 10 October 2008:

... am in a beachfront house... There’s a man on the beach with a caravan (a bus), lots of goods. He’s here to give me presents, consolation prizes. I’m thinking it’s J., but I think actually it’s the 12534 guy. Quite an imaginative set of presents – I only remember a few – pencils, a book of Whistler paintings – I wish I remembered more, they were all a delight, tailor-made to delight me. What I wish from J., I suppose, but don’t get...

Cover of the Anthropologie catalogue that arrived in the mail today. Occasionally this blog just writes itself!