I awoke this morning unable to remember the dream I'd had — until a few minutes later at the kitchen sink, when the vitamin pill I take each morning caught in my throat. I dreamed I had taken an aspirin that was about three-quarters of an inch long, braided, and reddish in color. The aspirin, too, had been hard to swallow, because I had no water. Thank goodness I did when I was awake, or I might have choked to death while looking out the kitchen window at the dry ground under the fir tree behind our house.