I had just finished writing something down about the "silly Station", which had turned out to be some kind of post office. I was standing at an intersection, and realizing that Silly was the name of an actual street and should have been capitalized—and we'd been misunderstanding the entire thing.
Simultaneously realizing this was a dream, I tried to hail some people walking by...and began asking them questions about how I was managing to be present there. I stretched out and attempted to lay in plain view and asked what I looked like.
observer1: "You look like an ocephalous."(Note: I didn't know what that was, but achephalous means "without a head".)
I asked another observer to confirm with me my model of my body. So I started by using my hand to point to various features of my body...but then decided I had to shake my hands and show where they were first. I went through all the basic parts, emphasizing my eyes and hands.
observer2: "Everything you just did was obvious."
