Do you ever have those dreams where to wake up still feeling the same emotions you felt in your dream?
Last night Dream The Boy conspired with Dream Mom to send me back to high school, with my nicotine addicted degenerate of a Dream Sister. (My real sister is actually a goody-goody, and I love her for it. Means I don't have to threaten the boys that want in her pants, because she can do it herself.)
But yeah, they were in cahoots. And I woke up feeling bitter and betrayed. Ick.