I had the strangest dream last night. Already some of the memories have started disappearing. That’s too bad. I’m sure there was some great imagery in there for stories. The images our minds come up with in dreams always amazes me. I’ve got a loved one in the hospital. I’ve been spending most of the last week visiting and worried and the dream was definitely an extension of my worry. In the dream I was driving down the road with the woman that sits next to me at work. She was driving, and who knows why I was her passenger. She was wearing a tight little jacket. And she wanted it off. While she was taking it off, it morphed into a monkey vest. You know those tight little vests that monkeys wore? Like the little monkey in Raiders of the Lost Ark. Or the vests that mechanical clapping monkeys. Don’t the flying monkeys in the Wizard of Oz wear them too? I used to have an illustrated version and I think they did but I can’t remember (at least in conscious thought, maybe my subconscious mind