Chasing wild horses huh? Funny because over the years I have seen you as a kind of wild horse looking to escape. I have watched you bang your head against the conventional fences that keep you. The house is nothing but a motivation to escape. The thing you need to remember is that for a horse to escape fire it has to be blindfolded and lead out.
As for new identities some believe N and G are not two separate individuals but one split. Which one stayed behind as the teacher? Which one left? They both did.
I dreamt of snow. Do you remember the kind of snow that comes down in large flakes? The silent snow that warms the ground? That was the snow of my dream. In the dream I was irritated with my job. I was working in a tanning salon and was very annoyed that my life had come to that. Then it began to snow and I left a room full of pastey people holding towells and goggles to go outside and look up at the snow.