"Why does he love her so much? I mean, what is it about her?"

"I don't know. I don't think I've ever known. I think, sometimes you get it right the first time. And then it defines your life. It becomes who you are."

I want me a Hank Moody.

Come Undone

Had a really weird dream last night.

I had to donate blood the whole day. They gave me a portable line which also had some yellow liquid in a cup that filtered the blood or something. I saw something floating in the liquid some hours into donating so,I threw the liquid out and removed the needle from my arm. Went to get it fixed and the hospital staff didn't believe me about the stuff in the liquid so I made up something about the liquid getting absorbed.

Scene suddenly changed to a store that carried women's clothing. There was supposed to be a dance in the evening where everyone needed to have a date and wear purple. I got a date - don't know who - half an hour before the thing started. Ran about the store trying to look for something to wear.

Then, I woke up.

Can't make head or tail of it. Usually I know why I dreamt what i dreamt because it's always related to something that happened the previous day that triggered it. This dream doesn't remind me of anything.

Don't even know why I'm posting this.