This all started a long time ago, when I used to sleep in a little box room on me tod. I would regularly dream about cowboys and horses getting really really small in some sort of black hole.
Whilst in that room, I also thought I saw Chewbacca poke his head round the door to see if I was sleeping okay, and then our kid’s dad. Except our kid’s dad was working nights that night. And Jebus only knows where Chewie was.
And again in that room, repeated dreams about plants that grew at an alarming rate and strangled everyone.
I swear it was the fucking Diddy-men wallpaper.