Craziest night EVER, with one dream at three in the morning that had me sitting straight up like Jimmy Stewart in VERTIGO. I got up, visited the necessary, and walked around for a couple of minutes just to make damned sure I wouldn't fall back into that dream.
Which worked. But throughout the rest of the night and morning (I slept in a little later than my usual), I still managed to create one astounding world after another. Each was fascinating. And I could no more write them out, even for my own satisfaction, than fly to the moon. A bizarre night.