I woke up. In that dream I was reading an amazingly entertaining and innovative novel that I had written. Of course, the process of waking up wiped out the memory of what I was reading so I can’t write it down.
Yet it was stuff my mind made up. It’s all inside this skull. I didn’t consciously come up with it, it happened somehow and it’s waiting in there looking for a chance to get out.
I have to figure out how to set it free. It’s there. How do I get it out?