I've been having pleasant dreams lately.
Last night I dreamed that I was walking around a city with a colorful past. There were a lot of cool old movie theaters and buildings with interesting architectural features. Then somehow I ended up riding around in a van with a bunch of easy-going fun people. I don't know who they were but we were all having a good time on a starry summer night. One of them turned out to be John Cusack.
We ended up at a tiny diner he knew and hung out there until sunrise when he started up the griddle and began to make breakfast. He made sausage and Cap'n Crunch. He was also good company.