Special, special dreams...
I just dreamed that I had a baby. Except to have her, I was taking apart a piece of crochet by force, and then she appeared. She was all red and newborny, but she was clean, too. And really chubby, the way older babies are. She appeared fully dressed in this flowered dress. Then I walked into Rachel's room and handed her to Rachel to show her, and Rachel said she didn't even realise I was pregnant. Then she looked at the baby, said, "Hello, little girl," and flipped her over by her feet onto the bed, and then started patting her back and kept saying, "Hello, little girl." (The baby was not maimed by the flipping, I was just appalled that it occurred, and asked her why, but all she said was, "Hello, little girl.") I also dreamed that I had a completely separate facebook account when I was with Nick, and that I'd switched after I left him to the one I have now, and that I'd forgotten this, and that Rachel had reminded me, so I had a look. And there was something about telling the computer about the internet, and that being why Chris couldn't see me on messenger but everyone else could. It's all a big jumble now, but it made sense when it was happening. :D
And that's all, really.
And that's all, really.