...What does it mean? Well, it actually comes from one of my favorites songs "Dream Awake" by one of my favorite bands, The Frames. You can see the video here:
Since this is "supposed" to be a dream blog, I thought it was appropriate. I'm sure I'll post other things that aren't dream related, such as last night I didn't dream AT ALL. Whaaaaaat?! It's true. Six hours of sleep and no dreams. It was very unsatisfying.
In other news: I'm running a half marathon in March! I started training for it a bit late, but as long as I cross the finish line, who cares how long it takes :) Four hours to cover a distance of 13.1 miles. I can do it. Heck, I can walk that! But I won't. And to help in my training, I *finally* joined a gym. Yay!
**edit** I just remembered, yes I had a dream! I owned Splashtown and wanted to ride the one where it's like a tornado that you spin and go up and down...? I don't know the name of it, it's blue and yellow and looks like a cone. Anyway, the innertube was busted so we (me and Michael) ended up crashing into none other than Zachary Levi! Yumm.....