The night before last I had a bad dream. It was rough and ended up keeping me up for the rest of the night.
Wellllll…last night I had a dream where Alexander Skarsgård made an appearance.
I’m not saying it made up for the night before… Actually…that’s exactly what I’m saying. Worth it! Totally worth it…
In my dream world, there was a party going on.
Someone said something to me that I didn’t like so I hauled it off into my bedroom. I’m in my enormous closet(not my actual closet)trying to find a better outfit(? I don’t know…)
I turn around-
and there he is.
**Can I just say that, as a short man, I love giants. I always have. I don’t understand short people who hate tall people, that’s ridiculous…tall guys are the only ones who were nice to me.**
Back to my dream-
So, I’m in the closet with my favorite Skarsgård, right? And he’s checking on me (I KNOW)
Him-“Are you alright?”
Me- “Yeah! Of course.”
He leans￼ in for a hug. (Whaaat??)
I notice some drunk girls followed him in. I point it out. (Even in my dreams, I do not play.)
He leads them out, all smiles￼,
and locks the door.
Don’t pass out, Don’t pass out, Don’t you dare pass out!!
And that was about it. No weirdness or touching…I just got to feel what it was like to have his attention for a few moments…
I would like to thank my ridiculous imagination for showing me that, and Mr. Skarsgård for his cameo. He always brings the blue fire.
I know, even my fun dreams are unbearably tame…
I’m kidding- it was freaking awesome.
Now, I’m going to take a bath…
I hope your day is good.