I have lots of crazy dreams. Not too many nightmares in the last week, which is awesome. Usually I'm just full of nightmares. It might be fun to write down some of the less-scary ones. They are SO random.
Last night I dreamed that I drove out to some foothills to meet a guy who friended me on facebook (before Jared, A.D.). It turned out he had more of a date in mind than I was expecting and so he freaked out when he found out I was young twentys and he was 56. So he just stammered something awkwardly about being sorry and ran off. But that was ok, when I parked my car at the festival thing I met him at, there were giraffes just running around everywhere in the parking lot. And a giraffe knocked over a light pole and broke it in half, crunching metal and all. I was concerned, but someone near me assured me it was just fine.
Is it really March 3? I keep forgetting it's March now.
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