I was so tired that I couldn't stay awake long enough to write down this dream. However, a small part of it still resonates in my head. I was a powerful wizard fighting battles and being chased by evil magicians. The books in my room came to life and tried to kill me-- flying off the shelves like missiles.
I never remember having a dream in black and white. In fact my dreams have vivid color and emotions. I've read that only ten percent of the world dreams in color and it usually signifies high functioning brain activity.
In other words, I'm very smart.
Nah...can't be true. :)