Ever have one of those dreams that are so vivid, they seem real? And the people in them, aren't people that you know, but amalgams of many people, or simple pure fiction; maybe idyllic people that can't really exist. And at the end there's always this sudden realization that you're dreaming, or more importantly that you're waking up, and this short struggle between the dream and reality ensues, like trying to stay underwater with a life vest on. In the end you just lie awake, wondering if it's wrong to wish you could go back, curl up in the dream that was so much like reality and stay there forever. Good morning world. What's for breakfast?