I dreamed about Jesus and the Twelve Apostrophes.
Later that night, I dreamed yet again that I was a colon. I was
part of a ratio, and stood for the word "to," as in 3:1 (three to one).
Then I dreamed I heard confession from a woman who said: "I suffer over
every period and comma; I am certain the entire meaning of the whole
book might be changed by an aptly placed semicolon," just as in MORE
NOW, AGAIN by Elizabeth Wurtzel