So anyway

I'm sitting on the edge of my bed talking to 3 stately gentelmen...Like Lincoln,Edison,Eistine...ya know not actually them but unclear figures of them.I'm rambling on about something and their paying attention.They all start talking back to me but before I can make out what their saying I wake up...
I'm sitting on the edge of my bed staring into the dark.Their of coarse gone....Weirded out I vaugely remember thinking if there are voices in my head I guess I'm glad its them.

Weird eh...!