and i like it better that way
i think my dreams know that too. and get sad.
so they sneak into my head in the day time when i can write em down on here.
or whisper em in the ears of blushing girls.
but last night i had a dream.
probably due to the fact that i radically changed my diet this week.
i dreampt i was in this plane that had six seats from the window to the aisle.
somehow i was on the aisle seat even though in real life i only sit next to the window.
and i sat there and i thought now what happens if i wanna fall asleep and while im asleep someone needs to take a leak.
which is an odd thing to think because i was already asleep.
next thing i know im walking through a baseball field.
in this crazy dream world when you change planes you have to walk through a major league baseball field.
i find myself standing in line in the bullpen. kids are asking players for their autographs.
one kid sees me and holds out a piece of paper.
i realize im wearing my typical cubs hat. and i see im in the cubs bullpen.
so i take the paper, find an empty spot on it
and sign it busblog.