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Oh God, I had nightmares about homelessness again. That hasn’t happened in several months. I am so tired. I won’t be of much use today and I won’t be able to get anything done until I take a nap. Oh, my head hurts. I was staying in a nasty motel (how temporary is that!) with my ex-husband, Sexy Beast – except that he was acting somewhat like my second ex-husband, Driftwood. We had been running around, trying to chase my cat which had somehow changed into a chicken, and we drove back to the motel to wait out the hours until