so last night i fell in love. and his name was andrew wobourne. how do i know this? because i distinctly remember reading his name on a piece of paper in my dream. he was terribly cute, wore glasses, and was so very affectionate. he thought i was the best thing ever, and of course i loved that.
once again, my subconscious knows how to take care of herself. on the eve of a lonely valentine's day, she gave me a dream about a lovely guy named andrew.