I suppose that dream has much to do with my living here in this three-room apartment with him. It was almost certainly the beginning of his desire to live and act like an ordinary human being of a long time ago, to try to live a life like the life of the dream’s original dreamer. So I am the wife or mistress he would have had. And we play out some kind of game of domesticity, because Bob wants it that way. I think he’s insane.
