hope is the dream of a soul awake.

i'm not sure if it's PMS hormone weird-o issues, or if it's because i recently read the 'when someone's missing' chapter of the wedding book cheryl sent me, or if because on this show last night they dedicated their first dance to this guy's mom who had passed away. in any case, this morning i had a dream. in the dream my mom was alive and living in australia. why not? a lot of the dream involved me being on the plane to go find and see her. i think danielle and gerry were with me.