Dreaming some dreams

Dear Dreams,
 I have gotten used to the unrealistic oddities you throw. 


Flying? Done that. 


Chased by a faceless terror? Blase.


 A dream in black and white featuring a teenage Carrottop as the only thing in color? Yip, had that one. Shudder.


But really, dreams, you have outdone yourself this time. Really? You made me Kim Kardashian's mom?! Really? I really appreciated how you tried to make it all "logical" and everything by having my dream self tell the sales clerk at the high end boutique she and I were shopping at (another proof that it was a dream BTW, just in case you weren't convinced) that she got her looks from her dad. But really. Let's just take a lookie look and see... 

Me

Kim Kardashian

Uncanny isn't it. 

Let's try again tonight, 

Lark