I have slacked off on reading. I too want to go to sleep. Last night I remembered 3 of my dreams. In one, I was in a classroom and noticed it was 3:20 p.m. When I woke up it was still morning. In another, I was in a minivan with a family who was going on a trip and I was just an extra "thing" in their baggage. In another, I met two men on the side of the highway and I tried climbing the hills that stretched down the side of the road. We made it to a building that had an inclined hallway with walls that I couldn't see around. I guess these are Seroquel dreams. My sister made up that musical about Zoloft today. We facetimed and she just went on and on for 10-15 minutes and I just laughed and laughed! "Haldaaaahl! SeroQUEL!!"