Last night, I dreamt I was in New York City. I was riding in the back of a car that must have had a sunroof, because I was lying back and looking up to see all the gorgeous tall buildings as we rode past. We passed the Chrysler building, which gleamed in the bright sun of a cloudless. I made a note that I wanted to see the inside of it on this trip. I was speaking to someone in the car with me, but I don’t know who it was. Later, my whole family showed up to see me at the hotel (not sure which one). And I mean my WHOLE family, even those passed on. They came to see me, and were so happy when I showed up. I was surrounded by my family and in a fun place, and I was so happy I couldn’t stop smiling.
The smile was still on my face when I woke up.
Aw… what a sweet dream! That’s a great way to wake up.
Your dream was way cooler than my dream.
vin diesel again?
What a great dream. I’ve been watching too much Dexter (season one) right before bed lately, so I’ve been waking up from violent nightmares. Fun. But I still love the show!
That sounds like a great dream.
My dreams have been dragging me out of perfectly good sleep and making me crave large quantities of alcohol.
I like yours better.
No, but I think I would’ve taken Vin Diesel over dreaming about work.
Never thought I would say THAT.
Well obviously I was in the cab with you, since I live here.