OK, I either don't dream much, or fail to remember what I do dream after I wake up. Last night though, I had a dream that I was standing behind a cab, making out rather vigorously with someone who may or may not have been Trent Reznor...it kinda looked like him, but I like that physical type anyway, so it might not have been. Anyway, a good time was being had by all, until a 10 or 12 foot version of one of the monsters from
Where the Wild Things Are ran down the street dressed in yellow fire fighter garb. No helmet though. Everyone, including my friend and I, stopped to look, but no one seemed particularly alarmed. And then I woke up.
So, what do you think?
