I have a bad dream story AND a good dream story.
The bad one:
When I was about 10, I had this dream that my eyes were shrinking. I went to the doctor, he gave me some medicine, and the bottle it was in broke. When I woke up, I immediately checked my eyes to see if they were the right size. Just as a precaution... :wink:
The good one:
This is a much more recent one, about three months ago. I went on an expedition to Africa to study savannah animals--elephants, zebras, lions, leopards, you name it. This has always been one of my life's dreams, but I doubt it'll ever be a reality. Le sigh...
