Descartes Was Right

"I am accustomed to sleep and in my dreams to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake." ~Rene Descartes, "Meditations on First Philosophy"

So, The Kid is back! I can't remember if I ever wrote you all about this or not, but at one point months or years ago (they all blend together now) I was having these dreams about Kid Rock. Yes, I know, what normal person dreams about Kid Rock? They were always very secure, loving dreams...nothing strange. I was always dating him and the dream itself envoked a warm, secure loved feeling with him and about him.

I know, totally off the wall. So, if you read my post from last night, you know the state I was in as I drifted off to sleep. I can't remember if we were in a limo or on a couch, but he was sitting legs spread, arms hanging at his side (well, one was hanging at his side, the other was wrapped around my back), chin to chest asleep and I was lying sideways on the couch/limo seat with my head on chest, also asleep. I remember feeling very loved, secure, safe and "home".

Please tell me....WHY KID ROCK?!?!?!?!?!?!? Couldn't it have been the guy from Desperate Housewives? I watched that show last night. How about Patrick Dempsey from Grey's Anatomy? I watched that too! NOTHING even remotely involving Kid rock in longer than I can remember...no glimpses of him on t.v., no him randomly shuffling himself through my iPod, no bouts of Kid on my iTunes....WHERE DID HE COME FROM?!?!?!?!? If God's trying to tell me something, is there any reason he's picking Kid Rock?!?!?! And what the heck is it?!?!?!?

Well, all I can hope is that he drift out the way he came in. I swore he was gone, out of my dreams for good! Now this. It's always an extremely memorable dream because of the feeling. Just thought I'd give you guys all the clues that I'm TOTALLY losing my mind! :)