dreams... are strange

[rivendellrose]

Why, in the middle of the day, would it suddenly occur to me that oh, I dreamed about going out to dinner and dancing and such (in a friendly and not-at-all-smutty at least I hope not way, mind you!) with Cordelia from Buffy? What kind of revelation is that for a brain to spring on a person halfway through their day?

I swear, I worry about my subconscious sometimes.

Comments

[stormkpr.livejournal.com]

I love when that happens! It happened to me as well today, too. I was sitting in a meeting at work when I remembered suddenly that last night I dreampt of Rogue and Gambit. (and unlike yours, my dream was a tad smutty)

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Awwwww, I wish I could have the smutty dreams! ...Although with my luck, I'd probably just have them about someone regrettable. *Sighs*

[hoperomantic.livejournal.com]

Ahh, the joy of the subconscious.

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Isn't it great? I think I can blame this one on my recent burst of relishing the girly-materialistic things in life. At least, that's the most sense I've made of it so far... 'embracing my inner clothes-and-attention-whore' more or less. ;)