Last night I had a really good dream, every thing that happened in it was wonderful and unexpected. I adore having dreams like that. I think I'll live in my fantasy world for a while.

Today I didn't leave the couch. I didn't nap either. I watched behind the music all day. It was odd. I now know far more about the music history in general, and specifically Kurt Cobains death, than I ever thought possible.

I love good dreams. A lot.