Mmmmm.
I almost hate having those dreams, because when I wake up it's back to my normal, hum-drum, boring life.

And of course, the dreams are always about someone that isn't really in my life.
(OK, there are no men in my life...at least on a relationship basis, nor do I want one at this point. My life's too fucked up to involve another person in its craziness)
Not that I wouldn't let the visitor of my dreams in.

Cos...well, you know how I feel about Lodgey!

Funny that was the expression he had in my dream.
(Proof that it was a dream, eh?)
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