I dreamed last night or this morning that  Iwas roommates with someone who was a cross between Chris Banks, a friend and roommate in college, and Kramer from Seinfeld.  We were having an argument and I was gathering up my Legos (huh?) to move out.  I was going to move to Wilmington, but, in a reconciliatory tone, he asked why I would want to move there.  We lived in a very small, kind of older house on the beach in Fort Lauderdale.  Right outside of our place was a thoroughfare pretty heavily trafficked by beach goers, and across this small street was a white sandy beach.  I think I ended up staying.