So I took a nap and had a dream. A woman was going door-to-door in the neighborhood to urge people to vote her way on a particular ballot initiative, and she wanted to come inside to tell me more about it.

So she's inside, and we're sitting down, and she's telling me about the issue, but as her pitch gets more and more intense and she starts inching closer and closer to me it occurs to me that she's either really passionate about this issue or she's actively hitting on me. And what the heck is up with this initiative? I've never heard of it, and it's designed to protect members of the population with an above average number of limbs, and even as I listen I'm not entirely sure what that means and who that affects and seriously is this really a thing or a belated Halloween prank?

And whereas before we were at the kitchen table, now she's sitting on the sofa chair in the living room and I'm squatting on the rug in front of her. Her face is maybe a foot and a half away from mine; she's staring at me intently and slowly leaning forward and speaking about the issue in very breathy tones, and I'm still hella confused. She is very, very attractive. Am I supposed to lean in and kiss her? Am I misreading this entire situation? And what the hell is up with this issue? What is going on???

I feel her hand alight on my left shoulder. Another hand lands on my left forearm. And though at this point our noses are nearly touching and our eyes are nearly locked, I see that she's holding up her left hand -- opposite my right arm -- and that in it she is gripping a pamphlet with information about the issue. So I turn my head to my left, and I see what I see, and before I can finish saying "What the...?" I'm awake in my bed.

While she was still probably hitting on me, her dedication to the issue was completely understandable.