So, I'm taking a shower late at night before bed. I do my best thinking in the shower. I also have the weirdest thoughts late at night. As you can imagine, these can collide so that my mind wanders in some crazy directions. Tonight my thoughts centered on a childhood memory. And it was all about a library card that may or may not have been eaten. I'm 95% sure it wasn't eaten, though. You see, when I was little I had a dream that I ate a paper library card. Some of the details are fuzzier now. I think it was my library card but it could've been my brother's. Actually, it might have been my brother's now that I think about it. That would've made it worse. I don't know why I ate said card but I do remember the dream was so vivid that I really thought it happened. I was dealing with an immense amount of shame. I mean, it's not exactly sister of the year material to eat your brother's library card. It's also a little crazy. Okay, okay, it...