Dream with the Mayor

I actually had this dream the night before last.

I was in a room with other people. We were gathered around a high table, standing, and looking at various information/books, etc. on the table. Paul Soglin was there too, and he starts kissing me on the neck. I tell him that I’m married.

It wasn’t sexy, and it wasn’t gross. It was sort of sweet.

Odd.

Ya vote for a guy and this happens.

About Ann

Painter, jewelry-maker, graphic designer, dingbat font creator, imagineer, progressive, liberal, Wisconsinite by birth and later by choice, dog and cat mom, sushi-lover and foodie.

4 thoughts on “Dream with the Mayor

  1. I googled your mayor to see what kind of hunk would be your incubus.

    Seriously this guy looks more like a scientist—Albert Einstein? than a city mayor.

    That’s not an insult, just an observation.

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