DREAMS ARE OK
Last night I dreamt that me, my cousin and our friend were the Jonas Brothers (I was Joe). I transformed into a pig and hopped onto a rollercoaster that took me to an island occupied by a single building from the Forbidden City. I encountered Robert Knepper having lunch at a beach table and he attacked me with knives and telekinesis. I reverted back into a human and managed to defeat him with some swift dodging, plenty of roundhouse kicks, one jump kick Double Dragon-style and a couple of right hooks. Once he fell, the island began to tremble and break apart. I escaped on a rocket ship and woke up.
LIFE IS OK
