James Dean was standing in my kitchen naked this morning.
Okay, not “naked” really – he had his underwear on. But still, it was James Dean.
In. His. Underwear.
Washing dishes at my sink. DISHES!
And there was coffee in the pot and creamer in my cup ready to go!
How many people are lucky enough to see that on a Thursday morning?
No, I’m not on drugs & I promise it was not a hallucination.