You woke me up at seven this morning...

In my dream, I was paying you a surprise visit. I got lost, though, and parked to try to walk around and set my bearings. I got sucked into a crowd of people, and you grabbed my arm. My whole body was tingling, which sounds retarded, I know, but that's how I feel whenever I see you, so it made sense. We walked to your house, to go hang out, and that's when things got frustrating.

The stairs to the second floor were tiny, alternating between an inch and six inches in length, but still kinda steep, so it was almost slippery, and then we had to traverse a walkway too thin for feet. We had to hang onto a rack in the wall to maintain our balance, but when I grabbed on, it came out. You put the rack back in the wall, but it was clear I was never going to make it to your room.

And that's when I woke up.