Love your dreams, Jess and zu!
My dream last night wasn't U2 related (haven't had one of those in a long while), but it made me cry. Stupid dreams.
I was with one of my BFF's and a bunch of my co-workers, and we were all piling in cars to go to this event. My co-workers went to the level up in the parking garage, and my BFF was locking the door of her place, where we were staying. I didn't know if I should wait for the BFF, or haul my big Rubbermaid container of crap up a level to go with my co-workers. I ended up waiting right there, as they had to go down levels in order to get out of the parking garage. Somehow the co-workers got out another way, and so did my BFF. I was sitting on top of my container crying because they forgot me. I tried calling a bunch of them, but I didn't have the right phone numbers. I ended up going back into the BFF's place and crying with a bottle of wine in the bathtub. Eventually everyone arrives home, and are so concerned - they were looking for me everywhere.
I have these kinds of dreams every now and then, and I hate it when I end up waking up crying.
Anyway, I'm glad it was just a dream.
I slept in so late today. It was glorious! I normally wake up at around 7am on weekends, so it's nice when I can get a few more hours of sleep than that.