See? He's dreaming about me, too....
Last night I fell asleep *quite* content. Had a terrible dream in which my husband confessed to having "girlfriends" throughout the course of our marriage, and his insistence that this was not going to abate simply because I was displeased.
Woke up, almost smothered him.
Went back to sleep and had the most pleasant dream featuring Brandon Boyd.
Apparently, my ego and id both hate me.
And to make me feel better about that, I will keep this picture handy all day to compliment the many, many incubus songs that are playing here at my desk.
Enjoy.
