[Evans, Marv]

My dreams have always been random and fantastical. I usually only remember snippets. I did have a recurring dream (nightmare) as a very young kid that I would wake up from calling for my mother. I'd dream I was falling through blackness with occasional bright lights passing by. Then I'd see a greenish yellow neon ribbon gyrating in front of me, after which a forties style play car would follow along on the ribbon like a road. I'd fall through the black space following the toy car and arrive at a gas station, where I'd suddenly be walking and climb a hill behind the station. When I'd reach the top of the hill I'd be confronted with blackness again, but hurtling toward and past me would be giant rollers (the earth compactor kind) with sheep's foot. That's when I'd wake up.