DREAM JOURNAL

In my dream I was among a large gathering of people. We were standing on a field of green grass, and then began walking up a hill. Suddenly someone shouted, "Look!" The wind began to blow, and a cone formed that extended from the sky to the ground. It continued to spin in one place, but didn't seem to disrupt anything. The top of it was wider than the bottom and there seemed to be a blinding white light coming from the perfectly round opening that led to someplace higher. As we watched, three gigantic figures dressed in shiny, silver armor raised themselves and began to dance. Part of their armor looked like scales and when they extended their arms and began to whirl, wings fell. They were so stunning, and although they never spoke, they compelled everyone to dance. As everyone moved in circles the three figures stopped and lifted the plates of their helmets to expose their faces. Everyone laughed when we realized they were Bert, Ernie, and Mr. Snuffleupagus from Sesame Street. The color of their faces was so saturated and everyone commented how bright and happy they were. 
Then I woke up.

Maybe Atomic Fireballs aren't the thing to eat at bedtime.