I just woke up from a crazy dream. I was in a Nevada High Roller Suite and the Rock (Dawne Johnston) was chasing me. Some how I even tried to get away with a jet pack, put in ran out of fuel before I could get out of his reach. The really weird things was that I felt like I'd dreamed it all before, even the Hotel furnishings, except for the 2nd balconey. Who feels Deja Vous over a crazy dream like this?
This silly dream is the normal for me. Not that I dream of the Rock often (cause that wouldn't be so bad) it's that I'm always running from someone and I can't get away from. Their grasp is always long, and my luck is bad.
When I woke up I had the song, "I Hate Myself For Loving You" stuck in my head.
Here I go for round two.... of running.....
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