Even if they include Andy Janovich. Or Erik, self-driving cars, dreams, and zeroes.
I don’t have nightmares often. Or at all.
However, the last few nights, I have had some rather intense dreams.
In the most recent one, I set off a nuclear bomb in my parents’ driveway. I had a good reason (that I don’t remember) and no one got hurt. I also didn’t get caught because seismic tracking devices traced the explosion to the headquarters of the Cleveland Browns rather than rural South Dakota.