WORST. DREAM. EVER.

Oh - and before I cease to blog today, I should probably tell you all about my incredibly effed up dream from last night. 

I had a dream that I was next to go on stage and do a dance routine for millions of people (via TV) and a live audience, but I had no idea what my steps were.   I guess someone had told me literally 2 hours before I was supposed to perform that I was performing so, naturally, I was completely unprepared.  I never wanted to do it, but people kept telling me I had to or else I would screw up everyone else's performance schedule. 

The worst part?  I had to dance to a Britney Spears song AND I was the only solo act!  Plus, I was in regular street clothes.  No costume or anything, which made it that much more embarrassing.  

I suddenly got lucid while dreaming, made myself realize it was a dream, and forced myself to wake up before I walked on stage. 

Someone please analyze this for me.  There has to be some sort of Freudian explanation. 

Scary.