dream that we're driving in an open vehicle down a tree-shaded country road. dappled sun. I know she is reporting back to her agency in the States. I know she has at least two other languages running in her head for the reporting. one of them is a full foreign language that transmits directly to their offices. the other is a derivation of English, but with only 46 words. the coding is in the arrangement of these familiar words. I know these things in an accepting way, not in a paranoid way. 'What are the components of a language?' I ask her. She looks at me strangely - how could I expect her to list ALL the components of any language? 'I mean, like, vocabulary,' I say. 'Like 46 words.' These could easily be listed.