The other night, I had a dream I was riding a motorcycle that was way too small for me and racing with Valerie Bertinelli. It was dusty, dark and I was scared to death. When I woke up, I discovered that my favorite pair of sunglasses had the lenses popped out and the ear pieces cleanly broken off. (in such a way that they had to be snapped, no way this just happened with them simply falling off my nightstand) apparently I broke my sunglasses in my sleep. I like Valerie Bertinelli just fine, but why the hell I would be motorcycle racing with her is beyond me.
What in the name of sweet justice does all this mean?