I had a very odd dream last night. I had gone back to my old junior school (=kindergarten, for anyone in the US) to talk to all the kids, because I was a terribly succesful and inspirational former pupil. I was signing autographs and writing personal messages of encouragement for all these terrific, bright, sparky children, and they were telling me how brilliant it was to meet me and what an inspiring person I was.
It was absolutely, completely and utterly bl**dy surreal.
It was also rather awesome, though, if I'm honest. I've never had that feeling of inspiring anyone and had no idea how it felt. It felt good.
Any ideas what the flipping heck it means, though?