I always have very vivid dreams and I usually remember specific details from them the next morning, as well. However, last night was different.

I know that having chocolate before bed sometimes induces weird dreams, but the three dreams I remember from last night were so strange that I just had to talk about them on-air with Phil this morning. I had one Ghirardelli Square about an hour before bedtime. The dark chocolate sea salt caramel flavor is my guilty pleasure. That one piece of chocolate gave me the most psychedelic dream experience of my life.

In the first dream, there was a fire in my coworkers' office. I had to help everyone get out of the building.


In the second dream, I was babysitting for a family that had a pet bear. I do not remember his name, but he was a small cub and so cuddly. I was living my best life.


And in the third dream, I was some sort of secret service agent/spy. My car was involved in a hit-and-run last week. In the dream, I saw the car that hit me and then the driver tried killing me because he was also a spy.