Aug 10, 2014 11:11
Last night I dreamt I was on a fishing boat. Not one of those little day cruisers, either, where you just drop a line off the back, but a serious trawler. I woke up with the smell of salt in my nostrils. The night before last, I dreamt I was in Paris.
Not sure if this means my brain's in storytelling mode, imagination kicking into overdrive, or if I just really, really want to travel somewhere...