dreams. a new year, a new set of circumstances, and new dreams. at least remembering dreams. walking up at 4am, 4:21am, right in the middle of a fairly vivid image, like changing the channel, taking off the virtual reality goggles, and have that dream, still fresh, and maybe it's time to get a journal, or leave the computer next to the bed, or just the iPhone, or something, to store, but the strange things in the back of my head, the subconscious, the id, the subtext, the unwritten and unspoken thoughts and feelings, or just random firings of neurons, but either way, it's a fun ride, a television show, a movie, production studios whenever i fall asleep, entertainment an extra 8 hours a day, or 7.5, or 6.