No theme today, and Abe's taking a break. So here's a quick story that was 200 words long until I cropped out some of the more bizarre bits...
With the invention of Dreamshare, it was only a matter of time before dreamactors came about.Professional dreamers, dreaming up dreams for sale.
The Morpheant Union tried to regulate entertainment-product dreams. Thankfully, independent production resisted and won out.
Then, someone got the bright idea to shift education from schools to dream academies. The classroom of the mind was born, a one-on-one tutorial between the slumbering student and the teacher.
No more bullies. No more cliques.
Every one was the teacher's pet. Or was the Homecoming King. Or Queen.
Such fond memories I have of school. I replay them every night.
Pleasant dreams, listeners.
