A dream last night. I went to pick up Caitlin from some place, kind of like a cross between a Kidspark and a casino, but a place that provided daycare. I had sent my dad with Caitlin, to watch out for her, and had made arrangements to pick Caitlin up at 4:00, or 4:30. When I get there, I find Caitlin running all over, and can’t find my dad. I start to look around, and he’s not there. I have this horrible feeling like he’s been kidnapped, or something. Then I spend a couple days playing detective, looking all around this place, talking to people, trying to figure out where he might have gone, what might have happened. Finally, it turns out that he’s hiding out in the backyard, living in a van, and everyone knew about it, except me.