Excerpts of letters from the Katie archive.
December 20, 1998
I’m going to lay my weary head upon my pillow. My torso will be in another room entirely.
January 21, 1999
Last night, I dreamt that I was in this communal sort of bathing area. When people threw vanilla custard at our backs, we each had to come up with a Haiku line. I did very well. People applauded. What does this mean?
June 4, 1999
From GA: I dreamed last night that I enrolled Lulu and myself in some kind of religious camp. I had to go around wearing a big bright caftan that said JESUS all over it in great big letters.