Notice: I'm Not The One Burned

In my dream this morning, I discovered that Mom and Dad had bought a cottage in Sugar Springs and never got a chance to live in it, or tell us about it. I drove over to check it out and found Michael Westin (of Burn Notice) and Fiona there, but not Sam. I knew who they were because I follow their exploits on TV, but they didn't know me; alas, they'd never read my blog or followed me on Facebook! About the time I discovered the two "intruders" in my vacant cottage, they were realizing Michael's secret hiding place (the cottage) had been "compromised" and the terrorist villains were on their way! I look in a file cabinet drawer, the cabinet being the only piece of furniture in the whole house, and luckily there's my dad's handgun. I am free to carry this gun with me because I am now familiar with Michigan's Open Carry Law. (Nevermind that the gun is not registered to me, it's a dream, remember?)

Michael and Fi left in a hurry in their Plymouth Fury (go ahead, say that out loud, it's fun!), leaving me behind to deal with the bad guys. When they surrounded the cottage and pounded on my door, I decided to mistake them for potential buyers of the cottage, and that the Michael Westin they were talking about must be a realtor, but no realtor had contacted me. "I only just now arrived, you see, and until about a day or so ago, I didn't even know about this house...are you interested in buying? It's been empty for a long time, so I'll make you a good deal on it...."

Later, I'm in a bigger city, and I come across Michael and Fi again, still running from the bad guys. I invite them to come with me into a nearby highrise building, where I'm about to look up a new dentist. After all, who would look for Michael Westin in a dentist's office, with his big white perfect teeth? 

I must have started waking up then because that's all I can recall about the dream's events. But I had my "old" body back, the young, lean, fit body I had all through my 20's, plus a self-confidence I have NEVER had at any time in my life. I was confident in my looks, in my shooting ability, in my running speed and endurance, and my ability to out-think a bad guy. This dream was almost as good as the dreams I used to have about my ability to fly!