Today a friend of mine who lives halfway across the country posted on my Facebook wall that she had a dream about me. It was a silly dream involving a trip to Wahlburgers, which was a place I took her to when she visited last spring.
Is it weird that I enjoy when someone shares a dream they had about me? I like to know what dream Ginny is up to and it's no surprise that it involves burgers. It's also nice to know a friend was thinking of me.