Usually I don't dream at all. Last night, for some strange reason, I had a lot of dreams. Many that were parts of recurring dreams that I've been having since childhood. Many were scary / weird. I'm not going to tell you about those. I'm just going to tell you about the best part of one dream.

I was in the mountains. It was winter. There was snow on the ground, but it wasn't cold at all. I was walking down a mountain, when I happened across a frat party. Normally I don't like those kind of things, but I saw a guy I knew from school, so I stayed.

After hanging out for mere seconds at this frat party, I got introduced to Patrick Stewart. Patrick Stewart is one of the sexiest men I can think of. I don't care how old he is.

We talked for a little while. For some reason, we were sitting on a double bed, that had a single bed over top, bunk-bed style. There were two other people sitting with us, who left after a little while. When the second one left, he pulled the sheets from the top bunk down, so there was little "tent" that no one could see in.

I got to have sex with Patrick Stewart. That deep voice talking softly to me... I'm still getting chills! And then, the dream fast-forwarded to afterwards. Dangit! Then I was thinking, "Is he on my list of famous people that I can sleep with the my SO can't get mad at me for?"

Then I realized it was a dream. Double dangit!