Dear Diary,
I just had the most ... weird dream. It was like the end of an American science-fiction movie. I will write it up now. It was ... incredible. The imaginary picture starred Keanu Reeves and some bird. The plot was non-existent save for an atypical rebellion 'gainst some vast empire. The last spaceship was being crushed by compression of some sort, and as the couple were being crushed to death, the main character (K.R.) hastily constructed an 'escape missile'. The two sped on the rocket, through a vast array of cosmic defences. Eventually the couple sped towards the 'destroyer' and slammed into it, blowing it up. I wanted to write it up an publish it, on-line, but I know of folks who just copy/pastes other people's work.
Maxwell-Lewis.
