Jan 13, 2010 07:49
Apparently watching overly nostalgic/emotional episodes of Castle directly before bed is not the best plan for my sanity.
I dreamed about Jeff during the entirety of a night that seemed to stretch on for years. Waking up was frustrating... I didn't so much wake up as watch him dissolve.
I wonder where he is. I wonder if he ever has dreams about me?
jeff,
best laid plans