why I enjoy sleep

Okay me, enough with the dreaming about men you're not married to.

I had a dream last night.
Oh, that it could have gone on.
About a man who isn't even real.
Two men morphed into a new creation.
Who then turned into my rescuing hero.


I dreamed about a man who was the perfect combination of Gerard Butler and Chris O'Dowd, complete with perfect Irish brogue, sexy laughing eyes, the perfect amount of scruff.

I guess as far as dreams go, it could have been a LOT worse.

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