Last night I dreamt that I was on The Late Late show with Craig Ferguson and it was very very casual, even for that show. I was half lying on the ground with Craig half lying in front of me and during a commercial break he turned around, lay on top of me and started passionately kissing me. The crowd somehow seemed unaware in the logical fallacy that is dreamland. The dream cut to me at home, opening the door to let Craig Ferguson in. I said to him, did you come because you couldn't resist me or because you knew you could have me? He replied, the latter. My heart sank momentarily, he was a really good kisser in my dream, but I said, oh no, you've got to go and showed him to the door and my kids suddenly appeared behind me. God knows what the fuck that means aside from, it's been a looong time since I've kissed someone, aside from my kids and that's obviously very different. I'm just glad I didn't have a dream about work last night.
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| Craig, how could you not find me irresistible? |
4 comments:
A bit of playful romance, in a dream, is nice to have. Especially if dreaming about work is the alternative!
Though in saying that he came "because he knew he could have" you? Goodness. What was he thinking?
My dreams are crushers of reality Andy, what can I say. I can't even envision my dream dinner with four famous people of my choosing because I know I would be so nervous I'd be unable to talk - and this is a flipping fantasy dinner, so sad. I guess I'm too pragmatic?
I think if Atul Gawande was part of that group, you'd have a lot to say!
i think those kids protected you from a lech. oona and owen—mommy's dream team. i heart celeb kissing dreams...sigh.
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