I just woke up from a dream and it was a very good/bad dream at that. Two good/bad dreams in the span of the time I was asleep, anyway.

But the dreams were some kind of representation of what is going on in my life, so I think it reinforces the theory (I’m sure there is one) that dreams are a manifestation of the conscious/unconscious.

Which led me to wonder: do dinosaurs dream?

And if yes, what did they dream about? Did they ever dream of their (then) pending doom?

Oh wait - I think Kuo Pao Kun wrote about something like this in The Eunuch Admiral, so I guess it’s not very original anymore.

But dinosaurs - they are the shit, man.