...or is it just me?

Either there was a sudden influx of attractive men to the Longwood area or Glen being away for the weekend got to me more than I realized. On Friday, I saw a guy who I know (in passing) who is gorgeous - turning heads from the far corner of the street. Then, today, I was standing waiting to cross the road and I heard a woman explaining various breakfast venues, "And there's this place called Dunkin' Donuts..." I turned to see who she was talking to who might not know about Dunkin' Donuts. It was this guy with curly hair, prematurely greying, and extraordinarily blue eyes. Strange, because I don't usually go for curly hair. He had just a hint of an accent as he explained that yes, he was familiar with Dunkin' Donuts, but perhaps that wasn't the healthiest thing for breakfast.

In the meantime, last night as I was falling asleep, I dreamt I was making a musical about my work life this coming week. I even managed to sing two or three of the songs from it before becoming completely unconscious. Unfortunately (fortunately?), I don't remember any of the words or melody other than at one point I was inordinately pleased to have rhymed "wrong" and "song".

Maybe it's the stress...