Um, yeah. LAST NIGHT I had a dream that I was visiting my ex in DC at his new apartment and when I walked in the door we hugged and then he dropped down to one knee and proposed. I stood there speechless for approximately one second and the dream ended.

Although it FELT like I wasn’t with Mark anymore in the dream…but I woke up so I have no idea.

At least I’m not dreaming about Gala and Stress!

Of course J has been on my mind a lot this week, he is moving from his place in Va where I met him to a new place much closer to all the action. Damn new management changed his apartment building to condos with a hefty pricetag that wasn’t worth it…so lots of memories of the old place have been roaming around my head…

And then there’s my friend Audrey. Who is getting ready to move to DC in a month. Broke up with her boyfriend of several years who she loves and adores but well, wasn’t heading the same direction she was… (Somehow sounds a little familiar to me.) I’m super proud of her and last Thursday while drinking way too much wine together and catching up for the first time in WEEKS I was thinking…gee…I could move to DC.

But not really. (And there’s another LONG story involved in there that I will share with some of you later…but not now.) Needless to say, I’m OF COURSE not moving to DC. And happy here in Buffalo, at least in many ways. Other parts I still need to work on and work out, but it will come. Or it won’t and I will be moving to DC. (Or NYC.) But I don’t even want to imagine that life right now.

Anyhow, no stress dream for me!