I had a dream where my legs were arms, and my arms were legs, but my legs were where my arms were supposed to be, and my arms were where my legs were supposed to be, and I had to play in a piano recital. But the thing is, I haven't played piano in a while, so I was pretty rusty. I begin playing and everyone is embarrassed for me and for a few other people who look like me. Someone yells “Nice concerto, whatta ya have athletes’ hands? Get it! Like athlete’s foot.” I try to press on, but I’m concerned that I’m not going to make it all the way through because my leg arms are falling asleep.