I had some very strange dreams last night.
I was sitting at a table, across from the most lovely woman I'd ever seen in my life. She was funny, beautiful, sexy - everything a guy could want. I was, in my dream, just plain head-over-heals in love with this woman.
I can't for the life of me remember what she looked like. I mean, I can "see" her in my mind's eye, sitting across from me in the dream, but I could not describe her in the least.
It's one of those odd dream-things, ya know? Like when you have a sudden epiphany in your dream, or tell the funniest joke in the world, and neither of them make any sense at all after you wake up. It was like that.
Oh, I was also dating Jennifer Lopez in that dream, so, OK, is was definitely a dream. But hey, at least I shoot high in my dreams!
Took Camie to the doctor this morning. She's been having some headaches, and the doc says they are textbook tension headaches. He gave us a few suggestions to cope with it (stretching, massage, ice/heat, stand up straight, etc), and sent us on our way.
I was just a tiny bit worried that it might have something to do with her optic-nerve problem from last year, but only a tiny bit. I pretty much suspected tension headaches as well.
Gonna go run some errands for my mom now. Oh, did I mention -
THIS IS MY DAY OFF!
Just thought I'd share that. Lordie, it feels good.
3 comments:
So, J. Lo wasn't the beautiful woman, right?
Well, don't get me wrong, I think J.Lo is a tremendously attractive woman, but no, she wasn't THE woman I was dreaming about.
I don't think the lady in my dream is a real person. Probably a montage of attributes and attitudes I find attractive. That's probably why I can remember seeing her in the dream, but couldn't describe her you at all.
sometimes I wonder why we even bother to wake up when things are that good behind the eyelids...
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