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