What are dreams? Meaningless series of thoughts, sounds, images, and colors that occur during REM sleep? Some may define dreams like that. My definition of dreams is much different, however. It’s the place where genius is born.
These last few nights I’ve been having very vivid dreams. They’re the kind that when you wake up from them, you initially wonder if they really happened. After I awoke from my dreaming this morning, I couldn’t help but laugh. I was searching for a book on amazon.com titled “Hymns for Kids” by Jeffrey Dahmer.
It’s nice to know my subconscious is sarcastic as well.