I had an awesome dream.
People in the park playing games in the dark
I sailed away to China, in a little rowboat to find ya. And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned.
The candy colored clown they call the sandman tip toes into my bedroom every night, it might be hard to handle. But like the flame that burns the candle, the candle feeds the flames.
It seemed so real. And you were there. And you. And you were there too!
I had gathered you together, and you were writing things. Then I was eliminating you. Not by who your ancestors were. But by the content of your character and the sweat of your brow.
I dreamed that we bought the world a Coke, and kept it company - then we took that Coke over to the polls, and introduced it to some of the great entries found there: http://community.livejournal.com/therealljidol/414212.html
Then we took it over to see what the Second Chancers were doing http://community.livejournal.com/therealljidol/414642.html
And then I drank it, because why was anyone really trying to befriend a Coke anyway? It's not like people weren't already looking at you strange for carrying on a conversation with it! Believe me, they were.
What are your dreams?