In the spring and fall of a year, I have vivid, odd dreams. The character, Sterling Addison, from my novel "Small Pleasures: Mya's Story" came from my dreams. I'm considering fleshing him out in a novel primarily about him, since he's so misunderstood. For a whole year, I dreamt of Shaq, dressed in a white robe and always smiling – he never said a word. When I'd feel myself in dangerous positions, he'd appear - POOF - like a genie! Then another year it was Boris Kujo . . . Then one spring, the "man" in my dreams was a friend who is a police officer. Toy says that these men probably signify some form of guardian angel–ship . . . Though I have dreamed of women in the same capacity but they are always "strangers" (except for my mother) and they are always very thin and tall with paper white skin and very VERY black hair or vibrant red hair. From my dream of last night, the man was an online friend, someone I "met" on Flickr. While dreaming, I was shocked to find him in my dream at all! I haven't interacted with him in a while – we've never even met in real life. But in the dream, he was giving me advice about something that I cannot recall now. Dreams, what do they really mean :–)