Dreamt of trying to pull out of the driveway onto a side street in the middle of winter. The snow was at least three feet deep and the street hadn’t been plowed yet. Yuko-hime was concerned that we’d get stuck. “Don’t worry,” I said, “I spent nine years in Fargo, ND.” I backed out into the street and spun the wheel. Flooring it, I swerved through the street almost as if the snow wasn’t there. Then I hit the plow-pack where the main street had been plowed and got stuck. I got out and pushed while Yuko-hime took the wheel and we freed ourselves easily.