I had a dream....

I had a dream last night. I dream most nights actually so there was nothing new there, the thing about this dream is, well, I've been thinking about it all day. It was very strange and I cannot work out the reasoning behind the details of the dream.

My dream started off with me in a train (fairly normal since that is how I travel), When the train stops at a station (as trains do) who should walk on and sit down right next to me? Patrick Dempsey! We start having a conversation that is going quite well and then he asks me to go have coffee with him, of course I agree. We find a nice coffee shop in the city and talk for hours and hours before exchanging contact details. That is when I woke up.

Now some details in this dream concerned me.
1. If Patrick Dempsey was in Australia i really do not think he would catch a train. He would most likely have drivers driving him around everywhere.

2. Patrick Dempsey does not live in Australia, so meeting Him on a train is very unlikely.

3. I do not know where I was going. This concerns Me. Surely if i was on a train I would need to know where to get off the train. I do not like the idea of jumping on a train for the fun of it, with nowhere in particular to go.

4. The train was extremely clean and sterile. Anyone who has ever been on public transport knows this is not the case.

5. If Patrick Dempsey sat next to me on a train I am more likely to faint then actually be able to put together a sentence. Besides my kids would interrupt me whenever I tried to say anything anyway.

6. Speaking of kids, Where where mine? they were nowhere to be seen in the dream. That does not seem likely.

7. Anyone who knows Me would know I would not be capable of having an interesting, fluent conversation with anyone, let alone Patrick Dempsey

8. I can think of a lot more fun things to do with Patrick Dempsey then having coffee. you know, like sex. (yes, I know I have a partner, I am very happy with him. But he would forgive me because it is Patrick Dempsey)

9. I can never remember my phone number and I constantly forget to take my mobile with me so the best I would be able to do is give Patrick Dempsey my parents phone number, I doubt they would approve of this.

So with this information I have decided that my dreams make no sense whatsoever. Now if only Patrick Dempsey had taken me to a hotel room.......