the other night i had a weird dream.
come to think of it, i think i had my dream in the morning, i just slept in til 1130.
so i had a dream, it felt so real i woke up and i wondered where my prince charming had gone off to.
i wish i had known how i met this prince charming because i would go on a wild adventure/voyage/whatever to find him in reality.
we were madly in love.
the dream took place on our five or so day of our wedding.
he must've been wealthy. there was night after night of shmoozing, friends, drinks, and a lot of my english friends from years ago at c.turk.
mike mannhaupt was there too. in a tux! very classy, our other friends from back in the poughkeepsie days were there too. he was laughing and getting to know this mystery gent of mine.
kinda weird, right?
he was an english gentleman.
tall, dark, and handsome.
deep, soothing voice.
piercing eyes and a dashing smile.
this character doesnt exist in real life. god, i wish!
one day ill find my prince.
fingers crossed he'll be like the one in my dream.