Green aliens told me to stay in bed but I didn't listen. The plant Lad had plans for certain humans. He helps us dream better in exchange for 50 percent control of our waking thought process. I realized half of my waking thought process is bad crazy so I gladly traded it in so I can dream that I'm the newest member of Motley Crue. I lye around a lot and have not learned to control the dream plane totally. I have heard Cyndi Lauper in my dreams a lot when I leave "She's So Unusual" playing on repeat and look forward to many beautiful adventures with Cyndi.