Last night I had a dream I was on drugs. I’ve never so much as smoked a joint, and my alcohol consumption has been minimal, since I was raised Mormon. But I liked being on drugs in my dream. I dreamed that I was outside looking at the night sky and there were more stars in the sky than I have ever seen … even more than that one time I went into the Utah desert at night. And then I saw all these connections between the stars, rays of light forming constellations, filling the sky. It was incredible.