Dreams!

Not the kind that drive you out of town, or make you go to college, or make you quit college to follow you passion and open a business and become a millionaire.

No.

I'm talking about the ones that make you travel when you sleep. Yes, make you travel. You go to new places, you meet new people, you experience crazy stuff. I've entered my vivid-dream cycle again. I never see it coming, but when it hits me it really hits me.

Babies talking, 80's clothes, scary buildings with killers, stairs to nowhere, theaters with screens on the ceiling, my dad, places I've lived in and places I've never been to.

I love these crazy dreams. Even when they're horror dreams. It's interesting to see what my mind is capable of.