So, I woke up early this morning from a dream in which I was making out with Paul Banks. In the dream, I was in the kitchen cooking vegetables. I had two containers of cut green beans, stacked one on top of the other, put on the stove to boil. The top one fell over and there were beans on the floor. Paul came in and helped me pick up the beans. In the dream, it seems we were living together as lovers. He reminded me that it was his birthday, and his reminder implied a question as to what I had gotten him for his birthday. I apologized that I had forgotten and wondered what I could do to make it up to him. Then he started making out with me. Needless to say, it was hot.
I tried to fall back to sleep after that, but ultimately decided that I might just get up, maybe pray, see the sunrise, and get an early breakfast.