I was talking in my sleep this morning, right before I woke up. I don’t remember it, Diene had to recount it to me later. It sounded something like this: “Ocupado,” I mumbled. “What?” Diene asked. “Ocupado.” “What is ocupado?” “The men’s bathroom.  It’s ocupado.   That’s what I’ve been saying all along.” That’s right. Apparently […]