robinsnest | my cruel cruel subconcious

Last night I dreamt that I was back in London for something, school or work not sure which. That in it of itself was AWESOME, so I decided to swing through Past Pleasures and see if anyone remembered me, I nervously walked up from the train station and my former boss was coming out the door. She yelled my name and said how happy she was to see me! They wanted me to visit, oh and didn't I know their job offer still stood? (there was no such job offer FYI we did say we'd talk when I graduated, but I didn't want to live that far from family cause I'm a MORON). I was so crazy unbelievable happy. It was that super realistic dream where you think "OMG I'm actually NOT dreaming for once! I'm ACTUALLY here..."...then my husband started snoring in my ear and I woke up..unemployed and depressed. *sigh*