I was told by my son that he dreamed I had sold him to Islamic Terrorists and then had the nerve to ask him for a favor. This dream haunted him instead of made him laugh. It was so ridiculous because I don’t have any friends that are Islamic terrorist, I’m not a big fan of the slavery, the Islamic Terrorists would want to kill me first before I even started talking, and I love my son through and through. Which draws me to the point why don’t we laugh at the ridiculous dreams that come in our own heads? We often feel we can’t suspend our feeling of disbelief in a movie then why can’t we do it our own head and start laughing instead. Maybe it’s because the characters in our subconscious are much deeper then we see on the screen and we are the writers of this script. The Truth is it’s bad enough that we’re the only one’s sitting in this theater so why ridicule our own dream even if it is completely ridiculous.