I had a dream ... a Lit dream

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And so many of you were there.

Walked into a building with my family and there was Neci running a radio station, at the mic, headphones on, running the show. She winked at me and I thought, hey, that's Neci... where the hell am I?

Then as I put sugar in my coffee wings came up beside me and gave me a glance. She was blond, wearing a cute hat. Things got a little weird when she hugged me from behind really tightly. Not sure what that meant.....This radio station place morphed into a B$B kinda place and I decided to stay. I walked out the back door into a garden that looked like a campus green with pathways and as people passed I tried to guess which lister he or she was. People seemed to know who I was but I wasn't always sure who they were. Is that Johnny? I asked someone, which one is birdie, and then I saw her, adorable woman with a kind face. It had a happy feeling to it. A community. Things kind of got ruined when lady funk walked up and called me by my lit name and my husband said, " who is this woman and why is she calling you that?"
 
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And so many of you were there.

Walked into a building with my family and there was Neci running a radio station, at the mic, headphones on, running the show. She winked at me and I thought, hey, that's Neci... where the hell am I?

Then as I put sugar in my coffee wings came up beside me and gave me a glance. She was blond, wearing a cute hat. Things got a little weird when she hugged me from behind really tightly. Not sure what that meant.....This radio station place morphed into a B$B kinda place and I decided to stay. I walked out the back door into a garden that looked like a campus green with pathways and as people passed I tried to guess which lister he or she was. People seemed to know who I was but I wasn't always sure who they were. Is that Johnny? I asked someone, which one is birdie, and then I saw her, adorable woman with a kind face. It had a happy feeling to it. A community. Things kind of got ruined when lady funk walked up and called me by lit name and my husband said, " who is this woman and why is she calling you that?"

Are you sure it wasn't a nightmare?
 
You know, it really wasn't. It was friendly and light and the sun was shining and all the stuff good dreams are made of. I have no idea why I had this dream!
 
phew. i would be a horrible music radio host. anyways. nice to meet you in your dreams. :rose:
 
Was I perched in a tree? :)

No, you were sitting in a group having a coffee or something in this commune, radio station B&B place. You had longish light brown/ dirty blond hair. Half up half down. Blue eyes.
 
No, you were sitting in a group having a coffee or something in this commune, radio station B&B place. You had longish light brown/ dirty blond hair. Half up half down. Blue eyes.

I do have long hair and love coffee.:) We were all Commies if neci was in charge of the radio station.
 
I often employ the rapey hug from behind at parties. Sorry.
 
Is there a lit place like my dream? If so, I want to go there.
 
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