Last night I had a dream that I went to Africa. It was really bizarre and I'm sure not at all what Africa is really like, after all we drove over a big bridge from Europe to Africa. Only Europe was in the place of the US. Weird, I tell ya. I was hoping to get to see some of the little orphans faces in my dream but I didn't make it that far before I was awakened. That has been happening quite a bit lately- I'm in the middle of a good dream and then I wake up before the good part. What's the deal with that???