I started having b.org dreams few nights ago, and they won't stop.
First was couple of days ago. I dreamed I was in Tel Aviv, I left all of the stuff that's on me in some locked apartment with weird people which I didn't like so much (who weren't any of you guys, for the record), and the people there were sleeping, so I went for a walk. On this walk, I helped people I knew from my past getting out from a pit/swallow-hole in the pavement (they kept falling in there, those stupids), and kept on walking, and suddenly I heard an explosion and ambulances and people panicking. It was a suicide bomber next to the Tel Aviv Central Bus Station (which really didn't look like it, I tell you that), and I was worried that I can't tell you guys I'm OK. I wasn't anywhere near a computer and I couldn't call Nilly to let you guys know I'm alright. I think I decided to keep on the walk, and that's when I woke up.
And I today the alarm went on while dreaming that I'm reading Laga's posts. You're in my thoughts AND dreams, sweetie!