I hear a man talking so loudly it wakes me up. I head downstairs and ask Chris what he was talking about and he says he had been quiet, not said a word. In this house I sometimes hear a distinctive male voice. This seems like an alert to remember my dream, which was about Commons Park in Fridley, where I grew up. Today (Monday, November 22, 2021) Chris mentions it in an article he is reading about the Washburn Tower and metro water systems. One of the wells in Commons Park was closed after I grew up because the water was contaminated. Cancer is common in Fridley, people say. I haven’t dreamt of Commons Park in many years.