I'm dreaming...

I dreamed I was engaged to James Bond, and we were working a mission together at Versailles (again!? what does that mean!?). Both of us in disguise, I was given charge of an all-pink cafe ... More proof that I dream in color! Even the lightbulbs were pink, I remember. And I wore a big pink marie antoinette dress and a big powdered white wig. And I was constantly spying and hanging from the ceiling, doing daring stunts to escape tricky situations.

I also dreamed I was a camp counselor (another recurring dream of mine) ... this time, an ex (who shall remain nameless) showed up at my cabin and wanted to get back together and rescue me from dangerous forest animals. It may be time to reign in the wildlife cam habit ...