Last night, I dreamt that I was put in charge of relaunching the Star Wars franchise and making everything coherent; it was also very lucid, as I envisioned a space battle at the start of Episode One featuring a Dreadnought-class ship exploding, as was in a very first draft for the movie I saw and it looked awesome.

Normally, this would be regarding as a very good dream; considering I take my job and responsibilities, whatever they might be, very seriously, considering making everything made for Star Wars make sense and be internally coherent would take an eternity to do.

I wonder if this is an omen for the afterlife I will be getting, if any?