That’s right everybody! I don’t know if I got used to the altitude or whatever else (maybe just tired from being forced to do 100 situps to earn a cupcake, our space doc is ruthless) but I finally managed to get my first dream of the trip. I’ve just had crazy dark nights till now where you kinda go “irk!” and it’s suddenly morning again. Thought my brain had broken.

So I’m in a cafe right? Hanging out with my pals, none of whom I recognize looking back on it, and for some reason everyone wants me to play a song on stage, and I end up rocking out “Ocean” on the piano with a mute girl doing backup on the drums even though that’s a solo guitar piece. Everyone loved it, and the video went viral, which ended up with me and my buddies (who are now a band?) being requested by the mayor to do a giant benefit concert in order to defeat a massive wave or army or something that was coming to attack the city.

Frankly, I have no idea how we’re going to do it, I don’t have the pick of destiny or anything so it sounds impossible!

We’re all hanging in a grand hotel room trying to figure out what the hell we’re going to do when we hear a knock on the door, and freakin Elton John comes in to have a beer with us and give us tips on rocking out. We’re all dashing about the place totally thinking we’ll be able to do it because he rules, when the jawbone wristband I’m wearing buzzes for my alarm and I wake up. As I write this, I can only imagine that everyone had to try to perform without me, and I really hope Elton decided to take my place leading the band, or else millions could die.

I guess doing over an hour of salsa before bed can really mess you up in the head.