I had the strangest dream last night: I dreamt that I witnessed my beloved Dees bring down the reigning premiers. When I woke this morning, I realised it wasn’t a dream after all. (The first giveaway was my hoarse throat, second giveaway being the sincere entreaties of the fam who politely asked me to keep it to a dull roar in future.)
And what made last night’s match all the more special was watching it with the awesome peeps of Demonland, a land hitherto unknown to me, until last week when serendipity brought us together. And I am stoked that it did. ❤️?
P.S. even my phone is loud n proud today; it’s type-size has magically grown. ?