I had a dream. Last night. This is the tip of the iceberg of what it was.

They had managed to fix the evidence that Matthew Mcconaughey had been a crew member on the spaceflight to Mars, so at the end of the dream Matthew was in the tail of the spacecraft digging in the linoleum like floor and taking the strips of cloth and embedding them where he, we could find them in the future. He was using some kind of green putty.

There was more to the dream. You know how you struggle to remember the incredible dreams and they are just out of your grasp when you first wake up. I just woke up. It's 5:18 am. I feel it slipping away …

There was the first launch and someone in the dream had taken the evidence and bundled up and brought home to earth and disposed of it. So when I tried to show Matthew it was no longer there.

But somehow we got this second chance and it would let Matthew find out about the spaceflight in the future. He would let himself find it. My eyes are closed as I type this so I can remember more. Desperately trying to float back in to the dreamspace but can't get there. And there's so much more . . . but sadly that's all I can remember. Don't you just hate it when you can't put the whole dream back together.

I remember the awful scene where I went in to a low cabinet to dig out the evidence to show him, found it but had to put it back. Then someone got it and it wasn't there any more.

You'll have to believe me when I say it was an incredible dream where way more happened.