Wrinkled all around the eyes. Like one of those dolls that are made out of dehydrated apples. Yeah, like that. Was strange.
Well, had more, but now that I walked over to the kitchen and brought my computer to my bedroom, I have totally forgot. Geeze, why do dreams do that? I need to keep a journal by my bed again. Such a bitch when you can’t remember. 🙂
xo