February 7th, 1999 – “So I had awesome dreams again all of last night. I’m always having awesome dreams these nights. Last night, I can barely remember, but I was with Michael Stipe, we were before a lot of people but it wasn’t a stage. I was sitting near him but my features were changed; they were considerably prettier. I had an unnatural, deep rose blush at the height of my cheeks, a longer narrower face, and the starkness was amplified; I was Snow White, in white, with jet ebony shining hair in long curls and pale, pale skin. I had an arch-typical name, I was his Sister Rose, and he was going to tell them about me finally, now that he’d met me.”