I had this slightly fevered dream last night (well, I'm sick, anywho) that I was a model. I even kept flailing around in bed as I tried to reach the different model poses I was supposed to strike (I kept waking up mid-flail or in new, weird positions, that's how I knew I was actually moving and not just imagining things) The dream continued after every time I woke up too, which is neat.. normally they don't continue through my brief waking up moments
I like your dream. It reminds me that sometimes in our daily lives we feel like we have to strike all kinds of poses, sometimes awkward.
