I woke up at 04:50. I figured this was okay – I would have my early morning piss, crawl back under my double comforters and drift back to sleep. Mid-stream I remembered snatches of the dream I’d been having, I’m not one to dream of celebrities, but I do, on occasion dream about things I’ve read or watched. It was a surprise for me to dream of Henry Rollins, I was never a fan of his music when it was popular. That has changed as I’ve aged. Does he have fans now?