Dream

Last night I had a dream that my friend Loring and I were on a train - the A train. We were headed somewhere - maybe to an audition since we are both actors. Loring lives in San Francisco now, so it was nice to see her. Anyway, on the train we met a boy . . . maybe two boys by the end, it's fuzzy . . . and he was cute, but he spent the entire time talking about himself. In the dream, I thought "he won't stop talking about himself! I mean, it isn't that I want to talk about me, but he's just showing such poor form!"

Boys. Pft.