You know, I dream. A lot. Possibly too much. I daydream with my eyes wide open, and obviously, I night-dream with my eyes tightly shut.

The daytime dreams don’t scare me. They’re curated, intentional, like Pinterest boards of my future life. I want something—anything—and my mind launches into full cinematic production: scenarios, possibilities, entire dialogues. I even mentally draft a five-phase plan to bring the madness to life.

But the night dreams? That’s where things get… unpredictable. Read more