dreams

A very young Jane Seymour showed up in my dreams last night. I don’t remember a lot of it, except her slowly and purposefully blowing out candles...

You know how in dreams you sort of process the conversations you had or the things you may have seen that day? Well, I don’t know where Jane Seymour came from, but the other stuff that was happening may have been because of a conversation I had with someone about... lips.

Just a thought.