I've reached a new level of strange.
Actually I reached it last night.
I couldn't sleep....just laying there in bed...wide awake. I had fallen asleep when I first laid down....but woke up about 2:00 am or so...and couldn't get back to sleep.
When I WAS sleeping...I was carrying on 5 distinct dreams, at the same time.
It was like the movie Pulp Fiction, or the Dean Koontz book Strangers. I kept jumping from story line to story line.
Only, I have no idea if the stories were ever going to meet at the end.
And, to make matters worse, when I jumped to the next story, the current one hadn't finished.
It was like watching soap operas on TV...on Friday afternoon. None of them end. They leave you with a cliff hanger. Making it impossible to not come back on Monday and see what happens.