I dreamt last night that I was a different person, some kind of tall, pretty Caucasian woman, and that I was, uh, the mother of MIKA's baby daughter. And I was holding the baby and we were in some kind of plaza or open space, and I gave him the baby and he was going to take care of her for the rest of the day, and he started walking away. Then I felt like I was really suffering inside because I couldn't bear to see the two people I cared about most just going away from me like that. I suddenly felt really lonely and afraid. I needed to be with them.
Strangely enough, this is the only MIKA dream I've ever had.