the alarmingly loud sailor moon clock went tootling along in all its theme song glory this morning right as i was about to board the pirate ship. which is good actually since i was beginning to regret the $20 i was going to fork over to the bosun to have my hair braided.
in conclusion: dreams are weird.
you’re taking the next step in your life, and you should be excited. you don’t need a stranger to tell you. congrats, may the next step be useful to you… from a ups-grad, NZ-visitor, burlingtonian watson fellow..
Obviously, this dream occurred during the Arrrr E. M. stage of sleep.
my entire family (17 people) agreed over christmas that if we won the oregon lotto we would buy a yacht and become pirates in the meditteranean.
p.s. if only you were a stranger, bdefore.