I can't remember if my main dream happened before all this or in the middle of it, but in it, I was an actor starring in a biopic. It was about an assassin who was hired by the government to tour with The Beatles, who were reunited with a John Lennon impersonator. The assassin looked like the impersonator, and would carry out missions during those Beatles shows.
Of course, now that I think about it, it would be smarter to have the assassin just be a roadie. Anyway.
I was playing that assassin in the biopic, and I was dating the actor Alec Mapa. He was visiting me on location.
And he could fly. We were flying around kinda like Superman and Lois Lane and just talking about stuff, and I was really impressed with him because he wasn't smug, even though he could fly.
Back in reality, I was laying around, drifting in and out of sleep, and was really amazed by how long my expanded perception of time kept going. I really thought I was laying in bed between 3:45 and 4:10, but then the hallway light came on and Garrett was feeding the cats, and I caught a glimpse of the clock. I could see the minute hand pointing down, which meant it was at least 4:30. Curious. So I got up to grab my phone, and found that it wasn't even in its spot. I left it out by the couch all night, and probably actually heard it at 4:10 when I thought I was dreaming it. It was actually more like 5:35 and I was able to get here about half an hour later by skipping my walk.