Dreams
I had various scattered dreams last night, but a particular piece just came to me. I was driving down a nighttime highway with my mother. I was in the passenger seat, and she was driving. We could not see far beyond our own headlights, but the sky was black and full of bright stars. I looked down at the headlights, and the car took a curve around the side of a mountain. Then I looked up, and the sky was full of golden streaks, all in a stream. Shooting stars.
It was really vivid, and it made up for the single one I missed the other night. It rocked.
