Last night I dreamt about the dude I’m gonna marry. Well, either I’m gonna marry him or he is gonna be some kick-ass boyfriend man. He had dark brown hair, a kind face and a days worth of stubble. I don’t know about some chicks but this chick loves that unshaven look. He was tall and was wearing a dark shirt and a light colored pair of shorts.
When I saw his face, he wasn’t someone I would think was cute or especially handsome but it didn’t matter. In my dream, I was allowed to see inside his soul. It sounds kinda gushy and crap but I have never had a dream like this before. It maybe some sort of subconscious thing from the tarot card reading I had at the Farmers Market last weekend.
I mean, it’s not like I’m actually gonna meet this man however, I wouldn’t mind going back to bed so I can dream some more about him. I wish I would remember more of it – especially the making baby’s part…
2 comments:
REMEMBER RIGHT!!
Dream of me again!
The making baby part will be great and take more time than you need for a gallon of the very best blond beer!
lol
YOUR BEERDUDE from GERMANY
I forgot your birthday this year and feel very sorry. TANJOUBI O MEDETO GOZAIMASU...
How can you forget the baby makin' part???
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