Staying True to My Tagline

"My dreams are weirder than yours"

Yesterday I dreamt that Darth Vader and his Imperial cohorts were after me. I and someone else tried to hide by climbing onto a "Borg"-like contraption (from Star Trek), but we were eventually caught. I somehow conviced Darth to come with me to Earth in exchange for not killing me.

So Darth Vader and I went to the park, the grocery store, fast food restaurants. I had realized that he was my dad because he'd told me so before capturing me.