I know I had a bunch of dreams last night but they didn't stick with me long enough to write down. The only snippet I remember is someone slicing off the top of an angel's wings with a chainsaw and then trying to fasten the sliced feather tips back on with clear packing tape. Weirdly, the chainsaw was silent and, even more weirdly, the angel just stood there and let the person do it. I remember telling whoever it was not to do it because they'd get into trouble and, later, that packing tape wasn't going to work and what were they thinking?!