Sweet dreams are made of these

The other night, I dreamed of a whole bunch of clowns singing a song. (Don’t worry; they were on TV, so I was safe.) It was a nonsense song they sung over and over again. Then I woke up.

Thinking on it, it occurred to me that I’ve often dreamed of people singing. I wondered why that was.

Then I figured it out: It’s how my dreaming mind interprets my snores.

So the next time you hear me snoring, remember: The clowns are singing!

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