Last night, Christmas Day Night, I had my very first dream-encounter with Mary-Kate Olsen.
It was random and casual, but has definitely had a lasting affect on me. Not that any of this matters. Not that she is in any way special. I just found encounter terribly awkward; almost as if she was fine talking to me, but wanted to get somewhere, even though she was sitting patiently in a room in jeans and a rock-tee.
Just thought I'd let it out.
Somehow, celebrity dreams just aren't as terrifyingly life-changing unless the person you're dreaming about is dead.
By the way, Monsieur Ledger finds the weather in the afterlife fairly pleasant, and he liked my play ;)
1 comment:
haha she's too cool not to share ;)
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