Let's talk about dreams.

[Dyne]

Every time I find myself analyzing my dreams, I start making **** up. I see my dreams as more photographic complexities.

[Swan]

I had a dream where I set off some kind of toxic gas in the school....My dream said it was mustard gas. And I killed a bunch of people, including my best friend....

Then there was something about me and his sister...and then I wandered down a hill a hitched a ride with people. There were three girls in the car. For some reason I was in the front seat. THen we started talking about....I think it was something psychic or other...and then the girl behind me kissed me and the others were trying to do the psychic thing....which now just sounds like a drug thing.....

[Typhoid]

Let's talk about sex, baby. Let's talk about you and me.