For a while there I wasn't remembering any of my dreams, but finally I got a few.

This one I'm in a big play. It's an epic version of Fiddler on the Roof, directed by Leigh Mclymont, and it's set in Victorian times. So we're wearing top hats and tuxedoes with tails doing waltzes. It seems ticket sales are going really badly and that we can't fill the seats so we're told to go home.

I go for a walk by the theatre again, and from the outside it's massive, with marble pillars, made of stone. Jared Penner is out front telling some people with tickets that the show's been cancelled. But then he goes "Psych" and says the play's just about to start.

I rush inside and on stage they're getting the guitarists ready. There are 4 of them, sitting on stools. Except 2 of them have guitars made of cardboard with showlaces for guitar strings... And Nate Gundy is one of them except for some reason he plays guitar left-handed and messes up the "symmetry" of the guitar players.

So I'm told that I have some new lines and I'm given the script. Except the script is written with no spaces or line breaks, and it's 2000 pages... And it's also Shakespeare. In the middle of Fiddler on the Roof.

And that's all I can remember.