After four hours of sleep, I was awakened by the annoying toots of a train barreling along a track in north-central Norman, Okla., early Sunday.

As I leaned over to see what time it was, it dawned on me that I was having a great dream. Not dirty, although it involves a female. Not symbolic, I don't think, and I looked it up this morning.

For the life of me, I rarely have dreams continue as I go back to sleep after being awakened. But this happened at least three times Sunday morning.

The gist of the dream centered on catching up with somebody who was one part friend, one part more (this = none of your business). And I recall the dream pretty vividly. However, the weird part is that the after effect of this dream is the good mood it put me in today.

No, I wasn't giddy sort of jubilant like somebody suffering from bi-polar disorder. This was a good mood founded upon feeling centered, like I have it together, surrounded by an overwhelming sense of optimism.

Weird, and I have no explanation for it. Perhaps I was just hyped up on endorphins or something.

However, the one thing I would divulge about the person in this dream is that she's the only woman I've "liked" who was into smooth jazz. In fact, she turned me on to the Yellowjackets. Perhaps she just dug musicians.

What I've discovered on YouTube is that there are hardly any smooth jazz videos, and the ones featuring live performances are often highly, highly corny. They make me cringe, even though the music is solid.

The song I was looking for in particular is my favorite tune from the band, called "Daddy's Gonna Miss You", and I located it via a service called imeem. Enjoy.