Mr. Sandman.

I've been reading Harry Potter non-stop lately and because of this, I usually have some demented dreams where I'm running around Hogwards, being a wonderful witch and having a fantastic time about it. So far I have yet to run into mermaids, but I have my fingers crossed.

Last night I dreamt about Pan's Labrynth (I think), and a man (whom I think was my boyfriend), that was buying me silk robes because I was a journalism student and I needed to look professional. I ended up sitting in a room full of women who were hanging off my every word. My eyelashes were huge and I look right fucked.
Eventually I ended up sitting at a dinner table, eating with a fellow I'm specifically not supposed to have a crush on, but he was playing footsies with me under the table! Que es le fuck? So I exscused myself and decided to stroll down the street when I noticed he was trailing right behind me. He asked me if I had access to the school for interviews and I said yes, so he followed me into a British phone booth where I clumsily tried to remember the password from the, Order of the Phoenix.
In the book Harry noted how tight of a fit it was for him and Mr. Weasley to squeeze into the box. Oddly enough I remember thinking, "Harry was right, this really is a small space."

A loud bang woke me up after that.

Last week I dreamt I went on a date with my Chef. I can't remember what we did, or how it went, I just remember him smiling a lot at me and being completely taken with him. Now whenever I see him I burst into silly giggles because the dream has caused me a horrid case of butterflies.

I also dreamt about my old boss, who randomly met me in a mall to go shoe shopping for the prom. He was very anal about what he wanted and at the end of it, we just went to see a movie instead.
That dream forever tainted my thoughts of Paul.

And of course there was the dream where Katie Hood's mother had called me to tell me that Katie was homeless and living in a tent in BC. I remember her begging me to find her and convince Katie to move back to, "Canada" (apparently BC does not register as part of Canada in REM), but I failed miserably at it because I was again, awoken by a large THUMP.

I've never dreamt this much in my life. I wonder why it's happening now.