When you have a dream worthy of mention, it's best to write it down immediately, otherwise it disintegrates beneath the day's remnants.
Case in point, I had a dream on Sunday night in which Seth Godin made an appearance. The details are hazy. I kind of remember standing at a buffet with him. I might also have been trying to engage him in a conversation about Stanford, which we both attended.
I don't know what happened next, but I clearly recall making a conscious decision, in the dream, not to mention his action figure. I envy him this tiny idol so much, if we had talked about it at all, I would have waked up screaming.
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