
Last night I dreamt that I was Abigail Adams's friend and we were accompanying some of the Founding Fathers to England to petition the King and parliament to redress their cruelty toward America. I was sitting next to Ben Franklin, and I was wearing a sweet dress, kind of like this one:

The King didn't listen, but some people in parliament were sympathetic, and did our Boston Tea Party cheer with us. I remember feeling kind of scared that they were going to punish us for speaking up.
Then we went east instead of west to go home, and stopped in Thailand to tour some temples and grab some street food.
Pretty much the greatest dream ever.
Any other rockin dreams out there??