Under the Laundry

I dream a lot at night.  Always have.  In high school I remember we'd sit around 1st period and I'd talk about my dreams.  

I had thought that maybe once I was actually sleeping the dreaming would stop.  It hasn't.

Last night I dreamed that I was a giant purple Care Bear.  Well, not always one.  If I jumped up and down 3 times I would turn into one.  It was quite odd.  But fun--I was running around looking into people's windows to scare them.  

Just weird.