You were in one of my dreams last night. We were both talking to someone named Susan, who suffered from DID. While we were waiting for "the other Susan" to show up, you talked about "Tangled" and playing games on Pogo. It was sooo random, yet so natural! The weird thing is that I could see Susan's face, but whenever I looked toward you, all I saw was the disgusted Sherlock face and whatever you said in text (actual hovering text to the right of the picture).