Well, I do believe I'm apart of this special dream club. I had a dream last night that, when I woke up, made me feel like I had just stepped out of another life. It had felt so real. But it was the most peculiar dream. I was just sitting on top of a cloud, as if I hadn't a care in the world! How does one sit upon a cloud? Laws of physics tells me it's impossible, yet upon waking, it seemed only natural that one would sit upon a dense matter of liquid. That was all I dreamed about, fairly short. Powdering my nose. And I felt like I was waiting for something. There was something in the wind, but I woke up before that sense of knowing turned into fact.