2016: Fear, Anxiety and the Actor who stalked my dreams until I’d figured it all out!

dreamHe was wearing a very light blue – almost white – T-Shirt and blue Jeans and he was really short, about my height, which is weird because I’m pretty sure he’s quite tall.  Anyway I approached him, said ‘hi’ and he looked at me like he’d just been approached by a giant talking turd.  I mean, seriously, the look of contempt on his face was so awful I woke up in a cold sweat.  It took me a while to process my surroundings, I wasn’t at home in my own bed.  Then followed the inevitable question: Why the fuck do I keep having the same dream about Tobias Menzies? Continue reading