Ok. That was a weird dream.

[Haole Girl]

We moved to Boston. Specifically, we moved into the house where Benjamin Franklin was born. I am not kidding. I have since googled it and found out Ben Franklin was actually born, January 17, 1706, in Boston. Though I have no idea how I knew that.

The dream was set in the present day.

It was snowing outside. Wonderful elongated windows, btw. Then we had neighbors over. I'm starting to forget their role, but they seemed odd. Sorry, I don't remember why exactly.

The phone rang and, apparently, I worked at a law firm. But I didn't want to go into work (that's not really all that unusual... in fact, while writing this out I know where the lawyer thing came from). There was a senior partner who seemed very understanding & told me, over the phone, I didn't have to start until the next week... and he "covered" for me.

Then my cat woke me up.

:rofl:


edit: forgot a word

[Aristus]

1. "And just before I woke up, it started to rain in Southern California..."

:P :hi:

[Haole Girl]

2. hehehe

Think I'll go have some coffee. :hangover: