I’ve dreamt about a different girl the last three nights. I’m not particularly close to the first, hardly ever talked to the third, and have never met the second.  I know (or know of) each in very different ways, but this is freaking bizarre and awesome at the same time.  Found myself waking up this morning scrambling to fall back asleep to continue the dream.  That subconscious is working in overdrive.  Love dreams and girls.