Today I saw a dream about me arguing with my gallerist. She was kind of blaming me about not arriving to some important meeting in time. But I couldn't because I had some eternal problems with my bicycle. Finally she was almost crying and it was not good at all. Later she came back and said that I should buy my ticket by myself. I asked what kind of ticket. She said to Miami. I understood she was talking about Miami art fair in December. I said I was not planning to come anyway, and not only because of money issue but also because I need to be in Budapest that time. Then our conversation stopped. It was all not too nice, the atmosphere and everything...

Here I am sleeping and probably watching that dream. And it's A Great Fathers Day today so I am expecting to get some nice surprize from my kids soon...