postcards from the edge of the dream

[threeplusfire]

Odd dreaming, of having hot chocolate with Severus, and waking up in a bed with Tyson and another girl I didn't recognize. Very strange, long dreaming. Familiar and yet not. It does not help that my horoscope tells me to indulge my inner Peter Pan right now. The last place I need to be is Neverland. Ack. So I'm folding my laundry, contemplating cleaning the entire apartment today. I found all these Texas postcards I bought a while back, I think I should mail them off to people.

Who wants a postcard? First six people to comment or send me their mailing info will get silly postcards from the Lone Star State. (And Megan, there's one already set aside just for you. I would have mailed it yesterday but I lost my mind.)