Dream

I dreamed I married a meat-head mookish guy I'd never met. He was blaring a really dumb radio station in his house. I didn't know who he was or what he did for work. He had dressed up for the wedding in a white shirt black vest cuff-links. I'd written my name on a little piece of light blue paper so he'd know it for the ceremony. I spotted it when he emptied his pockets. He had the fattest fingers I'd ever seen. I wondered how many days until I get a divorce. A week or two?