I must have been emoting something in a major way Thursday night.
AN had a horrible dream about me and wanted to make sure that I was OK. A colleague of hers (whom I had met once before), confessed to her that he had dreamed of me too that same night - a "naughty" dream, however.
Thursday night was unusual in one regard. I slept as poorly as I ever do, but I'm used to that. Friday morning, however, I was unusually exhausted. Now I know why. I was busy dreamwalking.
Anyone else dream of me Thursday night?
The Ever-Changing View: What I've Been Playing - I have this new thing--I have a lot of new things--which is that I play the piano, and often sing, every day. I tried working on classical pieces I already...
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