Had an interesting dream last night (Saturday into Sunday). I was dreaming that I was asleep and dreaming, and in the dream-within-a-dream, two of my female-manifesting aspects were singing. It was BEAUTIFUL singing: unearthly, ethereal, haunting, and soaring singing. It was some kind of musical spell being woven, magick by music. And I was dreaming that I was singing along in my sleep. I was convinced that I would wake up Amy if I didn't stop, but I couldn't. Then I woke up to go to the bathroom. I don't think I was ever actually singing in my sleep; if I had been, at least loudly enough to hear from the other room, Amy would have commented on it. But she did not.