Last night's dream. I can't even.

OK, so I was auditioning for "America's Got Talent," in which I was singing. In the dream, I didn't sound like I do when I sing at all. I was singing like a classical-pop crossover artist, and I don't know what song I was singing. I'd never heard it before until that dream. Anyway, instead of doing what they normally do (y'know, talking about your performance and voting on it), Sharon Osbourne and Howie Mandel left to go do something else (I have no idea), and Piers went up on-stage. He smiled at me, told me that I did an amzing job, and hugged me. Then, he gave me this photo with this sneaky look on his face and walked away. Confused, I turned the photo over, and on the back, it said that I'd have to meet him at a certain location the following night to determine my fate on the show.

...Yeah.