My husband woke me up right in the middle of kissing John Travolta this morning. John was laying next to Michelle M. a girl I graduated with and had just seen at the class reunion. John Travolta looked like his Pulp Fiction days (of course!).
Prior to that I had been walking down the hall and met Gina who up to a few years ago was Greg (I think all of her surgeries are complete now) Gina was walking down the hall with her former male self Greg- we were in a school and headed different ways.
Before I saw either of them I had accidentally walked into a boys bathroom where I told one of the boys to make it in the urinal before leaving to find the girl's bathroom I had been in search of in the first place. On my way out the door the boys got into a peeing fight in which I got spray- ack!
Heading down the hall after running into Gina/Greg the transgender person, I walked into a classroom that a concert was going on. I will spare you the (odd) details- I will just say it ended with the lady I was with getting thrown up on by the lead singer, and us having to leave so she could change her clothes.
Which brings me back to where I was kissing John Travolta...... he must have been in the house we went to get new clothes at.
yeah..... dreams.....mine are odd.
p.s. I have not posted very many of my own photos because my laptop is in repair and I just do not want to add any more photos to the desktop (which is already an issue.....(1) that there are so many on desktop (2) I don't take the time to transfer them to the external hard drive) as soon as I get the laptop back I will be hopefully getting more of my own photos out there
