Wow... Weird dream. Me and some girl were crippled, and couldn't use our legs. I don't remember the firs half of the dream, but the last half was of me and her and a group of my friends all heading over to my house, because we needed a car to go to the bridge.... Again, don't ask ,I don't know why a bridge. We were both in wheel chairs, but for some reason, I could drive over in the five-speed... Miracle, I suppose. When I got to the bridge, my legs wouldn't work again, so we got wheeled out onto it, and there she walked... She stood up and walked. Well, me being me, I tried it, and I walked too! And that's when I woke up.

Hmm... I wonder about stuff like that... What exactly makes peolpe dream? And is it true that if you don't dream, you'd go insane? I suppose it could be true... Maybe that's why you always feel better in the morning, because as you slept, you had an outlet for all your pent-up emotions.