Had the most stupidest dream last night. I'm posting here because I think it may have some meaning. It started in my house, I was sitting in the lounge, trying to make a strawberry fly (don't ask why). I tried pointing my hand at it and raising my hand as well. It wouldn't work. Giving up, I blinked, and the strawberry was gone, what remained was some juice left over by the strawberry.

Next, I was outside, riding my bike, when my three brothers, were attempting to kill be using these really flashy blue cars. I rode back to my house as fast as I could, but one of them followed me to the driveway. The other two cars had mysteriously disappeared, but there was still one remaining.

My brother tried to run me over, but get this, I kicked the car onto its back and ripped out the engine and brakes. I bolted onto our street, where I saw my other two brothers driving on it towards me. I looked around. The car that I had previously destroyed, was now standing upright. Without thinking, I jumped into the car. Then I remembered, 'Shit, no engine!'

I jumped out of the car again, and said, 'I wish there was another car...' Nothing happened. I blinked, and another blue car appeared. But before I got into it, the brother whose car I destroyed, ran me over with a go-kart.

WTF?