I had a dream last night about one of my co-workers (who happens to be a friend of a friend). When I first met this guy, I thought he was a complete ass, totally stuck on himself, etc. But, I've been starting to realize that he's not all that bad...in fact, he's a really nice guy. Since he has a girlfriend, it's been easy for me to slip myself into the friend-zone, so that we can just talk and hang out a bit without having to worry about anything happening between us. But, last night, I had a dream about him, and although I can't remember any of the details (the dream was shattered by my alarm clock), I do remember it was beautiful and wonderful.
And I felt so lost, when I woke up and opened my eyes, only to realize he was not lying next to me after all.
Oh goodness! Our little Em is dreaming, semi-steamy dreams of boys. They grow up so fast, don't they? ;)
ReplyDeleteLike the new picture.
Haha; I guess so, Steven :)
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm glad you like the new picture; this one looks quite a bit more like me than the old one did...
rawr...you get em, dream-Emmy ;) Waking up from that kind of dream is kinda the worst, though...
ReplyDelete:) interesting to read these personal points here (dreams and ...)
ReplyDeletebe careful about what you dream;)
Those dreams are the worst. And the best.
ReplyDeleteI like your new picture. It suits you.
Thanks, Chess :)
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