I barely ever dream anymore. I feel like I used to dream pretty frequently when I was younger, but it seems to happen less and less as I age. But, it looks like that all changes when I’m hopped up on allergy and pain medicine. I had the weirdest, most vivid dream ever the other night.

I’m not sure exactly how it started, but the first thing I remember was being in this bright, technicolor, cloudy sort of world that was dominated by a massive beanstalk. Your typical jack and the beanstalk situation. I don’t even remember starting to climb it, I may have just started out on the beanstalk. But, as I climbed upward I was casually joined by Jeff Gerstmann (probably a result of falling asleep to the Bombcast) and we continued to work our way up this gigantic plant for hours, helping eachother over complex obstacles and gaps along the way while talking about video games.

That part seemed to last forever. The plant was crowded with other people, too. Like everyone was headed upward. Not panicking or anything. That’s just where everyone was going.

So, we finally reached the top and entered this area that was colored exactly the same. Bright, technicolor, clean. But, was inhabited by what must have been bad guys. Because we immediately began to hurt these dudes by reenacting every single action sequence from The Matrix while diving and sprinting through these two-way portals that lined the walls and doorways. Then the fight kind of escalated into this unintelligible flurry of portals, limbs, and karate chops. And, that was it. The dream just ended.

WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?!?!