So, it's not often that I remember my dreams but when I do they are often so far fetched I'm amazed when I wake up wondering if it was real or not. Well, my sleep was so horrible last night that I'm not even sure how my brain was able to even form a dream of this weird magnitude.
Well, it starts out with me being at a waterpark and I am seemingly there alone, without my family, but weirdly there is snow and ice in the water but no one really seems to be affected by this.
I'm making my way to the water slides and when I get to the top, there is a little girl there with her mom. The opening to the slide was completely covered in shards of ice and there was no life guard on duty. Deciding not to ride down the slide, the three of us turned around.
The next thing I know, I get a message from Jack Falahee who is apparently at the same waterpark. He sends me a photo of two guys, but just their asses. One is unknown, but the other was Scott Disick. How did dream Leia know this? I'm uncertain, but it was him! The message said something like, "please find out where to get his techie shorts, it would make that girls day."
So many questions:
- how long have we been bffs?
- when did he get my number?
- why does this little girl want these 'techie' man shorts?
In my dream I was trying to be non-chalant even though I was so very clearly freaking the fuck out because Jack Falahee was messaging me. Why, when he wouldn't be romantically interested in me? No clue. DREAMS, MAN! Oh, and I'm married, duh. I'm all like, "yeah, no problem. I'm glad you thought of me because finding techie shorts is one of my specialties."
The dream then jumps to me pulling up to the drop off location. For whatever reason, it was not at the waterpark. I found his car easily because there was a bumper sticker of the message I sent to him? Yeah, I don't know and it was extra weird because the sticker looked worn as if it had been there for many moons. So, I message him that I'm there with the shorts and he comes out.
Next, we are at his house/apartment just hanging out like old pals. He is on the couch being swarmed by 5 or 6 cats and I'm trying to sneakily take pictures of him because I knew even in my dream that no one would believe that this happened to me. That Jack Falahee and I had just hit it off so well as friends and we were just having a grand ol' time.
Then, I woke up. And was bummed. No celebrity bff's for me. But is it really that big of a stretch? We grew up only twenty-some miles apart and are roughly the same age!
It's a cruel world.
Leia
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