The half-asleep obsessions with what my own mind creates when my conscious self takes the back seat to sleep. And other such wanderings.
24 April 2011
I just woke from a nap in which I had a dream that Boyfriend was being called Soldier because of my blog. I have never referred to him as that, and don't plan on it ever happening, although there's no telling now that I've posted this. Also. My good friend Mel's sister was pregnant and she was a blogger (she is neither as far as I know). Short nap, short dreams.