Dreams

Sometimes, dreams are magical...other times, dreams are insights into your soul...and then there's some dreams which are just so pointless that they waste your brain-cells. Like the dream I had Friday night...I dreamt that I woke up, got out of my bed, and went to get my glasses. However, they were not my glasses; they were these funky large hippy-sunglasses. So I dropped them out the window. I picked up another pair, but they were Ben-Franklin spectacles. So I dropped them out the window as well. Finally I picked up what seemed like my actual glasses, but when I put them on they had a green tint to them....and what next, you ask? I got back in my bed and fell asleep. Isn't that pointless? My dream-self went back to sleep. Those brain-cells could have been used for much better memories, but instead that utterly pointless dream is there. Stupid brain-cells and subconcious mind.