my way to start blogging...
last night i had probably what is one of the most AMAZING dreams of my life...i met john mayer and we fell in love...ha ha! here's how it went down:
we met outside of a grocery store in japan...he signed the back of my watch, my compact mirror (the actual mirror part itself), and my bag...weird...so i freak out in total elation...run down the street screaming, and wake up.
after waking up, i went back to sleep and began part deux of the mayer merriment...
met him again outside of a coffee shop in nyc. we started talking, hit it off, and drove to san jose. upon our arrival, we decided to head up to sF in a minivan. on our way north, he dials a korean restaurant and we start yelling at them in japanese...and then i woke up again...this time i couldn't go back to sleep. FIN.
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i understand the oddity and randomness of my dream, but felt compelled to share it...ha ha!
when i woke up, it got me thinking..."with all my michael phelps calendars around my room, why on earth would i have a dream about john mayer?"...not that there's anything wrong with him.... then, i thought "why do we even have vivid dreams?"
personally, i just love john mayer...wanted to jump my tV when i saw him perform "Human Nature" at mJ's memorial service...i die...i die...
could dreams really be what our hearts desire...or are they just random fabrications of the subconscious...sans the scientific jargon...