Dreamy-Eyed Playwright: I dreamed about you last night. I dreamed we took a road trip to Arches and you had everything all planned out.
Me: *melt*
Him: What did you dream about?
Me: ...
Him: ...
Me: I dreamed someone cloned Darth Vader into a bunch of evil robots, and they all looked like Lego minifigs, and Luke Skywalker couldn't use the force anymore. The original Vader was semi-good though and tried to help.
Him: ...
Me: ...
Him: Your medication gives you weird dreams.
Me: Boy howdy!
