Why?
Well, surprisingly, not because I was so excited to get up at 6.30am (!) to go to the gym with Zara.
And not because I got to have some uber yummy cereal to kickstart my day (Sainsbury's cinnamon and apple granola, dreamy).
But because I had the best dream I have ever had.
It started off with me on a go-kart, weaving my way through traffic on the M25 (scary I know). Then somehow I managed to get to this massive driveway which was jampacked with cars, but beautiful all the same, with lots of trees in blossom and long wave-in-the-wind grass (lush). I somehow managed to parallel park this go-kart, which as someone who absolutely sucks at parking, was a huge victory
I then walked up to this mahoosive house (after locking up my go-kart, safety first), and there join the one and only, Barack Obama. I take a seat opposite him in a huge arm chair and we start to chat. We talk about how there are so many things we would like to see change in the world, and soon go into a few other specifics about how he hopes to do that, as you know, he is President of the US and all.
Next moment, he leans forward and says 'let's pray.' I almost fell off my arm chair. He starts off and although he forgets my name (don't worry I forgave him) and calls me a 'young lady,' he prays for my future and then I get to pray for him. We're interrupted by someone asking him if he knew where blue and black butterflies could be found (that was weird) and then I wake up as my alarm starts singing to me.
Oh my. I am a huge fan of Barack Obama. Watch out Michelle, if I can access the White House by go-kart, maybe my dream is a sign of what is to come (high hopes)?!
(Aww I totally would have applied)
On another note:
Hips are feeling better and I am doing my exercises each day-woo. I also have a calendar which my Ma found of Ryan Gosling, which I tick off when I've done my weird hip thrust exercise (flailing about on the floor)- Joy.
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