"late at night when all the world is sleeping"

So I totally had this dream that I was dating John Krasinski. Except he wasn't JOHN KRASINSKI, he was just a guy who looked like him. Or maybe he was. Who knows.

Maybe I wasn't even dating him - I was just hugging him for a long time. It felt like homemade comfort bottled up...just enough to fill that melancholic hole in my heart.
It's always strange how something so silly, so perfectly cinched in a fantasy world can make me feel genuine joy. It's a small little thing, and a very unreal thing, but how I felt - that sense of home and peace in the dream - was what the doctor ordered for my blues.