Pull Out the Dream Book

Oh, it wasn't nearly as hot as all that

Earlier today I took a nap before going to work. During said nap, I had a rather interesting dream. In the dream I was an exotic dancer, but not just any exotic dancer... an exotic dancer/spy in the 1930s who resembled one Naomi Campbell donning a dominatrix outfit. Odd - I know.

I just thought I'd share that with all of you.

Any takers on a psychoanalysis?