This morning, my alarm clock chose to wake me up at the right time for its setting. It was the completely wrong time for the dream I was having. Here's the part of the dream that I was asleep during. For some reason, my parents had decided to invite someone over for dinner. This particular gentleman was a noted astrologer. So, I ducked into my bedroom to change back into some regular clothes because my normal house clothes didn't seem quite appropriate with company for dinner.
Here's where things started to get interesting. While changing, I decided I was going to have some fun with this guy. I completely started to morph my personality into the most anti-Aries individual possible. I actually really am an Aries. I started to contort my voice into a cross between Frank Gorshin's Riddler with a little bit of Jack Nicholson's raspiness. In short, I was going to be a raving lunatic. I was walking out to the dining room when my dang alarm interrupted my dream. I doubt I'll ever know just how that dinner went.
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