Counting Sheep

in my dreams there are violet taxi cabs

and friendly hypoallergenic tigers

in my dreams friends become enemies

and dogs have their doctorate degree

in my dreams clouds and grass have switched places

and i am an accountant

in my dreams i am famous

and TMZ publishes pictures of me with food in my teeth

in my dreams i am a water-bender

and there has been an ongoing ten year drought

in my dreams my name is mary camouflage

and no one sees me

My dreams don't make any sense and when I retell them I usually start laughing. I hope you find the humor in this piece. And if you don't (which may very well happen, given I have a particular sense of humor) I'll say to you in parting: I crack myself up.