Last night I had a dream. I was in the utility closet (yes I'm aware of the metaphor) at my house. There was a mirror there. There isn't one in reality but there was in the dream. I looked in the mirror and my hair was long and dirty blond. My face was female. I looked hot. I couldn't wait to open the door and go out and see people. I opened the door and ran out. Then I woke up. It was the most peaceful feeling I have had in a long time.
Don't you hate it when that happens? Those dreams that you just wish you could stay in forever...:'(