Mitchell: “Had a very weird night of dreams that involved demons, angels, ghosts, zombies, that went on all night like a movie, part of it was actually outside the story line where I was trying to figure out how to right about it. It ended at a giant gala where everyone was wearing formal wear and hundreds of people were ascending a fancy staircase. I was clutching my comforter staring at the line, when I saw my friend Joshua walk past me and past the people waiting in line wearing jeans and a hoodie. I shouted out to him and he stopped and turned around and smiled, he was way up the stairs, a golden light shone upon his face.
“Josh, you look like a golden god!”
“Mitchell, time is what we make of it, time is what we have, man will always waste it, or make the best of it.”
“What”
“Oh nothing, I was merely pointing out what time it was.” His face was consumed by the gold light. “See you inside your skin cover.”
“Skin cover?”
“Yeah, ‘Skin Cover’ is the venue we are in, that’s what it’s called.”
“Oh!”
And I woke up, my phone was dead and there was no alarm set on my clock. It was 8:32, I had my alarms set for 9:00 and 9:15, but neither of them would have gotten to me.”