geekyI'm not that great at remembering my dreams. I don't usually remember even having dreamed at all. I can sometimes remember fragments, though.
For example, from last night, I remember a dream, set at Washington University on my first day there for the main year, a four-foot-tall animatronic Einstein acting as a robotic doorman in Edison Theatre. No more details than that, not even context, but what the **** is up with my subconcious?
