It’s so cold!

hearing: Pitbull Daycare
feeling: Cold!
wanting: my Rian )=

I had the WEIRDEST dream. For some reason Lary and I were up at her really expensive summer house up north, and Holly was there, too. Well out of the blue comes our friend Charles, with whom I rarely speak and he is spending the night. Somehow it was morning and they were firing cannon balls into the lake to look for dead bodies, but one missed and came at us. The rest of the dream entailed my running while holding some little kid, and kicking the cannon ball out of the way. All I know is I accidentally kicked it toward the house (lmfao) and I can remember thinking “Oh, shit.”