just woke up from a dream which was so continuity-defying that I can't even string it properly together into a coherent story. epic scene in the dream:
squashing one dimension of spacetime so that my hand could reach through rickshaws in a traffic jam.
was so startled by the experience that I woke up immediately, and I felt the universe getting back into its usual shape in the instant that I was opening my eyes. the feeling of springing back into shape still lingers.