Normally, I don't remember dreams. Or I vaguely remember dreams and by the time I reach for pen and paper, or grope at the thought to fix it better in my mind, the dreams disappears like dew before the summer sun.
Perhaps it was because I had to get up earlier for a meeting at work. My body often anticipates waking up when I have to rise earlier than usual. But this morning I actually remembered most of my dream.
I'm not sure why I was in China. But I was there, at a news conference. And a Rasputin-like spokesperson introduced someone to proclaim that China was great to the world -- blogger and social media guru, Jen Friel. She had on a fake smile and the far away look of your B-movie/TV show brain washing victim. I turned to (blogger, former Apprentice contestant, and FoxNews contributer) Jenn Hoffman and said that Jen did not act or sound like herself.
(How would I know? I read her blog www.talknerdytomelover.com. That's not part of the dream. I follow both Jen and Jenn on Twitter).
Jenn agreed. At which point I uttered: "We've got to save her." And suddenly I was in the middle of an 80's sci-fi action movie montage of futuristic vehicles preparing for battle. I can't specifically identify any of them other than Vipers from the original Battlestar Galactica.
I do know the land forces gave me a similar feeling to the old Megaforce movie from 1982.
Also, there was a spaceship rising from the water
Then I woke up.
