Lately I've been having very vivid dreams of a fairly bizarre nature.
Don't worry. We all know how boring it is when a friend makes you sit through a long winded, unsure, backtracking dream, honestly thinking their nocturnal mini-theater is as interesting to you as it is them, so I'll spare you all the details.
Here are the highlights:
Spending a laboriously long time trying remove spinach from my teeth
Watching my boyfriend reluctantly massage a naked (and very demanding) Farrah Fawcett who had barged in our home uninvited with her 8 rowdy male offspring.
Being forced to wear a very short and tasteless white dress with fur trim that was designed by Madonna to my prom.
Ok. So here is my theory (also held by my boyfriend): There is too much light in our apartment. The shades are not dark enough causing a light sleep and vivid dreams that leave lasting mental imprints. In Paris we slept in complete (cannot see hand in front of face) darkness. It was a time when my teeth were clean and my dreams devoid of popular resurfaced 70's and 80's icons.
Or perhaps I am slowly going insane...? Some of course would say dreaming of Farrah naked would be an improvement. I don't know. I just want to get some rest.