Dreams of the PM’s missus

Thérèse ReinImage via Wikipedia

I’m going through another one of those patches when I’m dreaming all the time. Last night I dreamt I became romantically involved with the Prime Minister’s wife, Therese Rein. I’m not a big fan of the PM, but I have a lot of time for his wife – but not that much time. Where the fuck does something like that come from? How does she even get into my head?

In the dream she had recently come off a relationship and was still pretty fragile when she met me. Like so many women do, she took to me like a duck does to water. I was friendly enough with her, but didn’t think much more of it than that. Then we set off on a car rally together, driving through the night…

Thankfully that’s where the dream ended. I like her, but I don’t want to hurt her. Let’s just be friends, eh?

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