"If I can dream of waking in a dream, how can I tell I'm not dreaming now?"
                                                               --Saskia Madding, form "Thinking After Midnight"

How refreshing. To dream of waking, only to find you're still dreaming. Its frightening, the thoughts that leak from half-closed mouths after the darkest hour of midnight, blushing from the false levity of their own arrogance; as if they held a higher importance and were not the ramblings of some sleepless mind. These thoughts love their shadows and splendor. They love their assumptions and answerless questions. No one denies the thrill of being bad.