I just had a dream about cupcakes. Like, I was carrying five of them around in a Ziploc with a death grip and skipping through Toys R Us and Home Depot back home in Connecticut.
I believe this means two things. One: I didn’t really need that nap in the middle of the afternoon. I guess. Two: The cupcakes I bought at a bake sale last night are so amazing even my subconscious wants me to eat another one.
