Earlier this morning, I had dreams that all came together: dreams of working with someone while riding roller coasters to my destination, getting back home to Georgia, and being in Las Vegas with my wife.
I was working along side one of my CBS46 colleagues and was heading home to Atlanta. Along the way, I was riding along in a roller coaster car. I was travelling on highways, freeways, and flying roller coasters. Somehow, at least in the dream, I landed every single one of the roller coasters that were high up in the air. I landed safely on the track and seemed to go at least 100 miles an hour each and every time.
Somehow, I ended up in Chicago near Wrigley Field. I don't remember ever getting back home to my intended destination of Atlanta. I'll assume that I didn't make it home on time.
Later on in the dream, I was at my most common dream destination: Las Vegas. We were at one of the nicer hotels deciding on what to eat for dinner.
We were trying to decide on going to either a nice sit down restaurant or to go to a buffet with some Pepsi and enjoy all the foods and confections there.
As usual, I woke up. No Vegas for me for a while. The best part of waking up is seeing Baby Ben first thing in the morning and then having my cup of coffee to start my day.
With Baby Irwin #2 on the way, I won't be traveling to Las Vegas anytime soon. I'll be looking forward to seeing my two little babies grow and prosper. I can't wait to see what they become years from now.
Let my weekend begin.
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