So here's the dream: I'm in the driver's seat of a car, coming up to a huge truck. It is so big that my car could fit under its carriage with plenty of room on both sides. And that is what starts to happen--my car is moving slowly forward under this dark truck. You might expect I'd put a stop to this, but I then realize that I have no steering wheel in front of me. Instead I have a typewriter. Not a computer keyboard: a typewriter. And I'm typing as I observe the dark underside of the truck and feel it all around me.