Last night I had a dream where I met a generic-looking comedian on the Greyhound bus and we had sex a lot in this magnificent yet shabby hotel where he was organizing a comedy festival. And at first I was really flattered for the attention and totally into it, but then I began to grow uncomfortable and smothered by his nonstop desire for throwing me onto a bed and his bad prop-based sketch comedy. WHAT COULD THIS MEAN?! VERY ABSTRACT.