Today is like tomorrow, only...

Today I dreamt that I was in a huge skate contest, waiting my turn. I did a super long nollie 180 manual first try during practice. I felt that wonderful pre-contest anxiety and the strange excitability of the pressure to perform well. They were calling names and my turn was coming around next (I think), and then I woke up. I woke up happy though and un-discouraged of how my run went, so that was pretty cool I guess. Tomorrow when I wake up I will be in San Diego (and that will not only be in a dream).