I’m off today, so I slept in. When I woke up this morning I was dreaming that I was hanging out with Prince William and Duchess Kate. We were playing mini golf on the roof of this amazing castle in Europe with all these awesome topiaries.
That’s weird enough in itself.
But when I woke up, in my dream, the Duchess was trying to KISS me. I was having none of it, and kept trying to move away from her: evidenced by the fact that when I woke up I was thrashing about with my arms out, pushing an invisible person away from me.
Now I think the Duchess is a beautiful woman, but I don’t have a crush on her. I like men, thankyouverymuch. Wonder what that was all about brain?!
Hmm.
Happy Monday friends!
Runnin' Down a Dream 