I think I may be secretly brilliant and just didn’t know it. I must be because my dreams are awesome. Where do I get this stuff? I dreamed that I was at a fair talking to a man wearing plastic animal print pants while some crazy lady kept insisting that I lost her rent money that she was collecting. Then a parade of Victorian dressed women sashayed by for a dinner on the grounds. I started searching for my husband when an old man grabbed my arm and insisted on escorting me. We ran into a group of religious nuts selling baked goods and then I found the most marvelous pair of flip flops ever.
This makes me wonder what is in my brain that I haven’t discovered yet. I might have the cure for cancer in there or an ability to construct amazing architecture. I just need to figure out how to access these files when I am awake. Seriously, how does this happen? How does your brain create things you’ve never seen before and write a story with them all while you do nothing but lay there and watch?