This afternoon, I visited a friend I hadn't seen in a while. We were chatting about diet and exercise and she mentioned that she had quit drinking coffee two days ago.
Really? Why?"
"Oh, it was giving me nightmares."
"Nightmares?"
"yeah, wierd dreams. In fact, I can't even tell my husband about them or he'll think...oh, I don't know."
"What, were they dreams about your kids?" I assumed she was having nightmares about her kids being in accidents or getting lost or sick.
"No, I've been having dreams that I'm dating these really good looking men. Handsome men with piercing blue eyes."
I listened as she described her last dream.
"Hmmm," I said when she finished, "I see. Listen, since you're not drinking it anymore, mind if I take that coffee off your hands?"
This afternoon, I visited a friend I hadn't seen in a while. We were chatting about diet and exercise and she mentioned that she had quit drinking coffee two days ago.
Really? Why?"
"Oh, it was giving me nightmares."
"Nightmares?"
"yeah, wierd dreams. In fact, I can't even tell my husband about them or he'll think...oh, I don't know."
"What, were they dreams about your kids?" I figured she was having nightmares about her kids being in accidents, or getting lost or sick.
"No, I've been having dreams that I'm dating these really good looking men. Handsome men with piercing blue eyes."
I listened patiently as she described a little bit of her last dream.
"Hmmm," I said when she finished, "I understand. Listen, since you're not drinking it anymore, I suppose I could take that coffee off your hands?"