I know I'm dreaming usually. Even when I don't have control over them.

I've had two very memorable dreams this week, which is unusual. Usually I can't even remember them just when I wake up, but I can remember these two very clearly. I want to tell you one of them, because I love you.

1) Y'know Sawyer, from Lost? The US government hired him and his team of 4 to hunt some dinosaurs. I found out about this (can't remember how), and ended up in a lovely little glade with ankylosaur-esque dinosaurs. They were exactly like them, except they didn't have the tail. They had a turtle's tail. I went to drink from a stream at the side, when the leader stopped me and said (yes, said): "No don't drink from there. We filter our water from the lake." This is easily the best line of any dream ever. Meanwhile, Sawyer and co. (and it was Sawyer, not the actor that plays him), were trying to catch a T-Rex. With ropes. On a beach. That was a fun little interlude. After that, time jumped a bit, and I ended up besieging a US building with my little ankyloturtles, and we kicked ass and everything was happy. Then it ended when I woke up. And I don't mean it was cut short by my waking up, I mean the dream properly ended.