I had the wildest dream last night, and I have Twitter to thank for it.
While scrolling through my homepage before bed, I noticed that Nathan Fillion — current star of “Castle,” past star of “Waitress” and “Firefly” — tweeted that he had celebrated his birthday this past weekend.
Since I had as well, I immediately Googled him to get the exact date. Turns out his birthday was the 27th. (Mine was the 28th.) I also found out he’s Canadian and the baby of the family.
Interesting.
Once asleep, I dreamed that Nathan and I were traveling in India. (I watched “The Namesake” yesterday as well.) We were entering a temple and had to take off our shoes.
I put my purse down on the ground behind me as I unlaced my boots. Suddenly my sister yelled, “That man stole your purse!”
What was she doing there with me and Nathan Fillion??
The man ran to a black sedan parked along the roadway. I ran to the car, jerked open the door, and grabbed my purse out of his hands. I was very indignant and brave.
Nathan, on the other hand, stayed inside the temple sightseeing. It was like a scene from “Castle.” I was Beckett, the brave police detective, and he was the famous writer, waiting inside so he didn’t get hurt.
Oh well…he was still awfully good looking.
