Saturday, February 21, 2009
So last night, I had a dream that I was supposed to have brunch with my friend at 10 am. I called her to tell her that I was going to be a few minutes late, that I just had to stop into the knitting store. I went into my LYS (which was in a different place and looked completely different, but the owner was still herself) and I stayed there until 7 pm knitting and hanging out with the other people in the yarn shop. I just kept calling my friend and telling her that I was going to be a little later, and a little later. I just didn't want to leave. It was a great feeling. But a weird dream.