Last night I had a dream that I was trying to get to some town in Texas, possibly Abilene or Wichita Falls, and I stopped at a hotel in another town on the way. Suddenly I realized I couldn't remember the name of the town I was in, or what road to take to get to my destination. But then I looked at my map and it all came back to me: Ah yes, I was in Heuer (pronounced "HOY-er")! Good ol' Heuer, TX. And all I had to do was get on Interstate 51. I also noticed a huge crescent-shaped lake about the size of Lake Michigan, cutting a giant swath through the middle of Texas. Had that always been there? Then I realized, oh yeah, of course it had.