I lied. Nails for breakfast, tacks for snacks by Panic! at the Disco

Well, kinda. I thought I hated all my dreams. And then I remembered a dream I had. We went to for duchesne today, it's many hours away and I've been there one before. On our way back, I saw a playground next to a cliff that I remembered from a dream I had. I guess I dreamt it from the last time we went there, which was many years ago. The dream was, intrigueing, even happy. I took a picture of the cliff because I already passed the playground before I got my camera out. I'll post it when I figure out how.