Last night I had a dream that the three items I have sitting in my shopping bag on Madewell’s website came in the mail and all fit. That was it. Not like, in the middle of another, more substantive dream, my brain took a small detour to say, “Wouldn’t it be great if you bought that online-only sweater without trying it on and everything worked out?” Opening a package was the entire thought. A dream 100% about shirts.