I had a new dream about the bounty that flees, the butter that takes flight, the bee that utters up and away, this time it wasn't about escape routes. This time it was a lesson on chance encounters. my friend Bounty goes by many names across the world. Some call her kind mariposa, papillons, babochka, teeternig, flutturi, milchdieb, skippers. She asked me how many names I had and if I liked any of them. I told her, not really. When I woke up I thought of the London artist Tracey Emin and her 1999 piece, Every Part of Me's Bleeding.