There is a space in between being asleep and being awake where I am aware of both "reality" and the reality of the dreamworld in which my brain cavorts, and that they bleed into each other a little.
This morning I was having a fabulous time as a slogan writer for a company that made a combination pickup truck/sandwich grille. I actually hit the snooze button twice because I needed more slogans, and to fight crime and make the world safe for justice. I'm pretty sure I had a tail.
More money gone. I really wish that the check card thing would either go through faster or I could hold off a few days-- when charges go through after several days (or even weeks), it chaps my ass.