It is said that, when we dream, we see an extension of ourselves; a self that moves through trials and tribulations all of it's own while we slumber. Through our dreams, we learn our true identities as we face any number of hurdles in our vast and vivid dreamscapes. Some would like to remember what it is they conjure in the night -- to grasp this infinity; I only wish that I could not.
Eh, rough first-paragraph. OO; WTF, people outside need to stop running out into traffic to see if the cars will stop for them... >>;