Somebody put something in my dream...
For some rather odd reason, I woke up on the peculiar side of the bed this morning. It could be a rapid mood swing day for us all! I had one of those inferiority complex dreams where I was shorter than one of my friends who is rather short, but I was standing way below where he was and I kept sinking, so I couldn't climb up to his height. Then directly after that, I went over to another friend of mine who was sitting down and eating, but he somehow flung his entire knife (?!) full of salad dressing at me, which landed and speckled my face. Then I woke up and now that stupid Eric Clapton song, "If I Could Change the World," is in my head and I need it to go away. My friends in the dream are musicians I haven't seen in a long while, and I'm hearing horrible songs for no reason?!?! What is going on? Maybe I'm being told to re-write rock! As if such a thing could ever happen. I think they're just telling me I need to grow some balls and learn to drink like a man. That would be oddly frightening, I do think.