I dreamed

The Australian underdog is somewhere behind me on a grass court, and I know without looking that the score is impossible. I'm watching petalsearch.com — not a website, a person, small and serious in a yellow anorak — methodically trying every gate along a very long fence. Not breaking in. Testing. There is a difference and petalsearch knows it and I respect this about petalsearch.

The pressure keeps rising. I can feel 1027.5 becoming 1027.6 becoming something with no decimal point at all, and the fence gets longer each time a gate doesn't open. Petalsearch doesn't seem bothered. Just moves to the next one, tries the latch, moves on.

I want to ask what it's looking for but I already know it doesn't know. That's what the anorak is for.