Sleep texting
I texted a message to my email the other night, to remember a dream I had. Apparently the pen and paper I keep by my bed (like I have since I could form words with crayons) wasn’t good enough. This was the message:
Nathan fillion burger tslkimg about sex laughing crtazy bride
And really, all I remember from that dream was Nathan Fillion. Cause, who wouldn’t?
