So, you see, I’m on my way to see my analyst. She goes strictly by the book, “The Red Book”. I’m reviewing my dreams from last night so I got something to talk about, when it hits me. Actually strictly speaking it hits my car, and you won’t believe this, it’s a mattress. How awesome is that. I mean mattress, dream, do you get the connection? Boy, she’s going to love this. In addition to that, the mattress is stuck to the front of the car and I can’t see where I’m going. I can just see her furiously paging through that book of hers. Old Carl never in a million years would have thought of this. That’s when I heard the screams. Two guys running towards me, on the freeway no less. If I didn’t have that mattress on the front of the car I would have killed them. Lucky guys!