When Britney Spears enters your subconscious.

I'm up at 3am tonight because....

Last night -I am not kidding or inflating the truth of my R.E.M sleep- The phoenix of Pop crawled into my brain. I was 17 in the dream which would make Britney about 2 but lets suspend reality for a moment. She was the age she is now and I was living on her compound/ranch. I asked to borrow her burgundy BMW. She asked for my driver's license! Stunned, I asked my mother whose appearance at the compound seemed natural. My mother had forgot to bring it. "I just wanted to drive the car mom, I should be allowed to drive the car."