A few times a year I'm lucky enough to have a dream about The Man and The Feeling.
And this morning was one of those.
I won't go into the dream itself - not because it was saucy in any way, but because a dream is usually only fascinating or meaningful to the person who had it.
I will say, however, that it re-reminded me of The Feeling. That feeling of my body slotting in beside someone elses as naturally as a puzzle piece and of us being into each other without the need for words.
I'm so lucky to have these dreams because even if I never meet The Man in real life, I get to feel the warmth and intensity of The Feelings, however brief they may be. Something I've found out that very few people, even married ones, have been fortunate enough to experience...
Pimp My Attitude
You need to know, right now, this is all about me. I'm not educated. I don't have any (non-driving related) qualifications therefore, I'm not about to tell you what you should do - I know my place.
And here you are.
At my place.
So - welcome.
If you're here for 10 seconds, I won't even know so I won't be offended that you left early.
If you're here for hours and keep coming back, I will consider you a friend because the only thing my diverse yet loyal friends have in common, and what I appreciate most about them, is that they just keep coming back..