Happy to Wake Up, for Once
I know, talking about dreams is a no-no. But seriously, I haven't had a weird dream like this in a long time. So forgive me, but I must share.
I dreamed I got a tattoo of a yellow duck on my collar bone, who was wearing a cape that wrapped up to the middle of my neck. The duck looked like this, except, of course, he was wearing a cape.
And immediately after I got the tattoo and observed it in the mirror, I regretted it deeply and flew into a panic when I thought about how much it would cost to get it removed. And then I thought about how much I hate turtle necks. That might have been the worst part, having to wear turtle necks. Ick!
I dreamed I got a tattoo of a yellow duck on my collar bone, who was wearing a cape that wrapped up to the middle of my neck. The duck looked like this, except, of course, he was wearing a cape.
And immediately after I got the tattoo and observed it in the mirror, I regretted it deeply and flew into a panic when I thought about how much it would cost to get it removed. And then I thought about how much I hate turtle necks. That might have been the worst part, having to wear turtle necks. Ick!
