Last night I had the strangest dream...
I sailed away to China,
In a little row boat to find ya,
And you said you had to get your laundry clean.
Didn't want no one to hold you - what did that mean?
Old 80's song aside, I really did have a strange dream last night. Or was it this morning? It was a combination High School, Renaissance Faire, work and movie dream. It was very odd and yet now I can't remember a bit of it. Funny how dreams do that to you. I keep a notebook and pen next to my bed so that I can write these things down but I never seem to wake-up fully enough to do this.
I did once write down something about a lion and a circus train. But when I woke up and read it, it made no sense to me. Something with a lion and feathers. A Griffin maybe? Heck if I could remember.
My real life dreams are just as complicated. I want to someday have my own animal sanctuary/rescue. I want to be a pet behaviorist. I want to be a lawyer or maybe a judge. I want to have my own business. I want to be a baker, or an artist (but I'm not terribly artistic) or maybe own a bar. I want to have a family, or maybe not have a family. I want to move to the Pacific NW but I want to stay here. I want to not have to worry about money. I want to be a writer. I want to be thin. I want to be a belly dancer. I want to win the lottery. I want to start my own non-profit to help cancer patients and their families. I want Firefly to come back on the air with new episodes. I want a lot. I dream a lot.
I got a lot of dreams.
