DREAM:
So I was in Croatia last night, on a fantastically bright day. Everything was gorgeous marble and I was walking down a town street (no cars of course) admiring the architecture that was just blowing me away.
Beforehand I had just returned from a club the night before and was trying to take my friend to St. Mark's Church in a car with James (my mother's husband). My mother was at the club, so were cousins and friends of mine. The creepy thing is, I think my mom hit on me. I mean, she's beautiful but that's nasty. I think all the churches turned into Croatia cuz I was definitely in the United States beforehand.
In Croatia (walking the streets), though, I run into this guy at a bar with whom I had been talking online for a long time. OK, so somehow we just knew each other and started talking and trying to get to know one another. The last thing I remember is inviting Jeff to come sit with us, and a man in the center booth across from me giving me the thumbs up on my conversation style with this very attractive guy.
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