I had two dreams in the past couple of nights. They were very cool!

The first, I dreamt that I was standing infront of four doors, and each door represented a color. Each door that I open would paint the dream with a different color. I could see the colors shining through the edges of the doors. I didn't know that I was dreaming, but it was a dream about dreams.

The second dream was so SiFi. I was standing infront of something like a confession booth, and there was this person inside of it that I couldn't see but I some how knew. He was someone who was able to tell me my past and future.

He started telling about my past and some of the things that are going to happen to me in the future. After I left, I started thinking about this guy in the booth. Then I had flashbacks. I recalled the moments he mentioned to me the in past. I remembered that I had seen someone at those moments. It was him!

Then I realized that this guy had a time machine. He went to my past and to my future. I remembered seeing him before. That's how he knew all this stuff. He did this with everyone who asked him questions about themselves.

Then my kid woke me up!

moe!