I woke up this morning from what I think might be my favorite dream that I’ve ever had.
I was waiting in a crowd in a conference room. We were all excited, and all that we’d been told was that the guest would be a huge surprise. We were all speculating about who might walk through those doors, when here he came!
It was a man in a nice black suit. He had the head of a fish. This didn’t seem to bother anyone. He walked to the front of the room and took his place behind the podium.
He leaned forward and tapped the microphone, testing to see if it was on. Then he opened his fish mouth and said:
“Call me Fishmael.” We erupted in cheers. That was how the dream ended.
I woke up and immediately began shaking my head. But I laughed. A nice start to the day.
Call me Fishmael.