Another toss and turn night, but towards morning I slept. Had a hospital dream but this one was good. I was hypo and checked into a hospital. It was like a state hospital, wide open wings. Down one wing was a TV set up I liked and wanted to watch science fiction on. An old lady was sitting in front and I talked her into moving. I was a regular hypomanic chatterbox. Then it changed into a club. A twelve yr old was killing it, she had the audience in hysterics. I drove her in a Christmas green old VW van to a hose where I introduced her to her grandmother who had once belonged to that club. They had matching lunchboxes but the older lunchbox had a list of rules. The only one I remember was the rule about not giving soap as a gift. We we chatting about how the rules were changing but everything staied the same.