While on the phone to my mother
I had such a weird dream the other night.
So I’ve been doing an internship in an art gallery, and the place is clearly getting to me (as well as my tumblr usage)
Basically in the dream I had somehow been asked to run a really important meeting with the arts council or some equally important but non-specific group. I had no idea what I was doing and I was completely bricking it.
Then Tom Hiddleston just sauntered into the meeting and started asking random questions and stealing people’s coffee and was generally being a giant douche.
And I was just sitting there like “How did you even get in here? You just ruined my career! I don’t like you anymore!”
Luckily it was only a dream.