Thank you, subconscious, for directing a movie in my dreams last night, starring me, and featuring some key persons from the last few months. I enjoyed it right up until the twisty end, when you, subconscious, decided that things were going far too well, and decided to throw venereal disease into the mix.
Some days I wish I only remembered parts of my dreams.
Some days I wish I only remembered parts of my dreams.