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From time to time, more frequently this year, I sleep on our couch. I'm not sure why I do it. I guess it's a small space, so when my cat doesn't sleep directly against me, I feel like, at least it's something (ie. the back of the couch).

Anyway, for my birthday this year, Sly gave me four Golden Girls pillows, each with the face of one of the characters. I almost always end up sleeping on Blanche's face.
Last night, after having some pizza and watching The Catherine Tate Show, I suppose I passed out curled up on the couch, yet again, probably around midnight; Blanche's face pressed up against mine.

With that, I had an extremely realistic dream where I was sitting upright on the couch, and all four of the golden girls were casually sitting next to me, drinking tea, or coffee.
I was shocked, but comforted. All of them, even Sophia, gave me concerned looks.
It was like I was in an actual episode of The Golden Girls.

Blanche, who was crouched over the side of the couch, came around to sit directly next to me, and grabbed my hands.
I actually can't remember a lot of what was said except the occasional, "Honey", or "Sugah", or a clever quip made by Sophia or Dorothy.
Blanche and Dorothy tried to give me life advice, while Sophia said how absolutely absurd that was.
Rose, for the most part, was pretty silent.

It was still comforting.
It made me think of my Oma.
I really miss her.