To Sleep, Perchance to Dream...

I had a dream last night. No, not the awe-inspiring Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. kind. My dreams are more of the mondo-bizarro David Lynch variety. Last night, I dreamt that I was hanging out with Jim Halpert (aka John Krasinski) from The Office. We were on some sort of pier on a waterfront and it was getting a little chilly. This was because we were both wearing just pajamas. So Jim suggested we sit on a bench and suddenly pulled out this big, green blanket for us to huddle under. I was leaning up against his shoulder, so the blanket practically covered me up entirely.

Then, who should appear but Pam Beesly (Jenna Fischer)! She spotted Jim and walked up to us, chatting in a friendly way. I kept as still as possible hoping she wouldn't spot me underneath the blanket and get the wrong idea. I mean who could misinterpret a completely platonic-ness of two people in pajamas huddled together under a blanket on a bench? But she saw my feet and was a bit miffed to say the least. I whispered to Jim to tell her I was a male buddy who was cowering under the blanket, hiding because I was dressed in drag for some hazing ritual. I can't believe she bought it!

Obviously, one doesn't need to be schooled in the art of dream interpretation to figure out this dream. I'm either anxiously awaiting the return of one of my favorite shows (April 10th!), or I seriously need to get a life.

Or both.

For what it's worth: I would never come between the world's cutest couple--long live Pam and Jim! Or as Kevin would put it: "PB and J." I'm looking forward to seeing what happens with them--as well as the love triangles of Angela, Andy and Dwight and Kelly, Darryl and Ryan. Not to mention Michael and Jan and the rest of the crew. Only 48 more days!