Coffee and Dreams

I bounced out of bed this morning, strode into the kitchen, drank some water, glanced at the empty coffee pot and shrugged.  Today, would be coffee free.  I could feel it: After months of trying to cut back, I no longer needed coffee to survive.

And that's when I realized I was still asleep and dreaming.  I mean, even by the fantastic standards of a dream, the idea that one does not need coffee is outrageous, impossible, beyond consideration.  One might as well say one does not need air, or water, or food, or chocolate.

So have you woken up from any dreams lately because they were just too implausible, too ridiculous, or too something else?  If so, do tell!