I had a dream …

… Well nothing akin to Martin Luther King’s dream. I actually had a dream with john Cleese that I kind of remembered when I woke up and that rarely happens (Now lets not jump into conclusions here. I don’t usually have weird dreams with old Englishmen in them. It’s probably ‘cos I finally got to see the movie, “a fish called wanda”, with him in it). Anyways, here he was, driving an auto in India. And some crappy funny thing happens (I’ve forgotten what it is now), and I was laughing so hard in the dream that I ended up waking up ‘cos of that. I’ve woken up ‘cos of scary dreams before, but never due to the fact that I was actually enjoying myself in one. How bizarre is that?

Maybe I'm only dreaming
That everything's gonna be okay
I don't need no rhyme or reason,
I'm gonna make it up along the way