I really do have to get to work, but I needed to tell you that I had an early-morning appointment, which I was late for. I woke up past my due time. Without really thinking through my dire straits, I hired Eddie Murphy to drive me there. My DELL had caught on fire, so I was unable to message my client. My driver got us lost in some roadless tract of farmland. A women zoomed by in a Red Ryder and tipped it. I wished her well and took the wagon. My left knee lay inside; then, with my right foot, I pushed off and shredded, shredded the pavement (or was it tilled earth?) . . .
I finally woke up from my dream and looked at the clock. I had plenty of time to get ready for my appointment. I sent a message to my client on my fully functioning DELL.
Not all dreams are JW-related. Someday, I'll meet Eddie Murphy and ask him to get GPS. He really had me stressed out.