Eyes Blind

Last night I was re-reading the end of The Lovely Bones, since I guess I couldn't remember what happened and for some reason needed to know. So I went to sleep thinking it about it and all, because it ends so nicely, and I had the best dream I've ever had. Since you know, dreams are personal and special, I'm not about to tell you all about it, and plus, I fear that by typing it all out, it won't seem like the best dream ever anymore, but yeah. You know how after you have a really good dream, you seem drunk by the time you wake, all happy and stuff by the remnants of it? That's how I felt, but it rubbed off when I spent the whole day watching TV. Whatever. But that's all.