Talia and I were somewhere, like a stadium or something. We both had to go to the bathroom, but I didn't want to go because I didn't want to be peeing in the stall next to her where I could hear her and she could hear me.

Dear Talia,
Why do I keep dreaming about you? This is getting weird.

1 comment:

Taaalia said...

Hey, at least I'm not stabbing you with pencils in your dreams. Seriously. A friend of mine reported that he had various dreams that included me stabbing him with pencils. I had no idea what to make of that.