I was on a trip with my boyfriend and we decided to go to China. *side note...I have NO desire to go to China, so...who knows where that came from.* Long journey and we finally arrive. What do we want to do the first night we arrive? Go to a DRAG SHOW of course! I remember telling the boyfriend that they have some of the best Drag Queens there. I guess my dream me knows more than I do.
I'm sitting at the bar having a drink with the guy next to me, blondish white guy, starts making conversation. My FIRST thought is...how does he know I speak English? Welcome to my head folks.
He is from Australia, complete with accent and comes here (China, not the bar) a lot as well as to Scotland because....ready? He has a time / space rift that tore open near his house so he just walks through and lands...wherever.
Shut up! It makes TOTAL effin sense.
We spend some time talking and I convince him to take me back as a nanny for his 3 kids and so (or more so) that I can pop in and out of the rift and try to figure out if it is a multi-dimensional rift or just a portal.
Because my college level algebra and 9th grade level biology ass could figure that out. I think I was just in it for the free travel
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