Tuesday, August 23, 2016

North Korea

Last night I dreamed that I was walking into a restaurant for a big family meal. I was talking to a woman who came from North Korea. I asked her, when she came to the UK and she didn't understand me. She sid ",OK I will go home with you. We will get a taxi home after the meal." At the restaurant we didn't end sitting together. I though I should make her sit next to me.

My dating life is much better in my dreams, than in reality. Of course perhaps she was a spy.