Date: Christmas, 2008 This is my first blog entry, so don't judge. I had a cool dream. I mean, I always have cool dreams, but this one was interesting. I dreamt words, paragraph, pages, books, sentences. BEAUTIFUL writing, too. What they said didn't matter, I know, since while dreaming, I was forgetting the last 3 sentences, but while I was reading these words popping up in my head and while I made words appear on these pages, I thought it was so incredible. Whoever wrote them, I wanna write like them, and in the end, I became thinking. . . I must be this writer in my dream!!! I CAN write this good. Ah. . . ! Now, I'm awake I wish the dream come back. . . I truely think I can be a fantastic writer. It was the greatest style of writing ever. It wasn't the hand-writing! It was typed-font. It was how the images from the words came to be, you know? Like I remember, it used the words "Compelling" and good sentences and man, I'm shocked I dreamt something like that. People don't talk like that, and most writers don't write like that either. . . . Do you think it's a sign? Next time, I'm gonna read them words aloud. I don't care if I shout them out in my sleep, I wanna remember exactly what it is. . . I want my writing style like my dream's writing style!!! [inhales peacefully] Okay. Glad to finally let it all out. . .