Meeting Gordon Ramsey. Sort of.

Last night, I dreamt that I got a writing mentor by the name of Gordon Ramsey. The rest of the dream was spent doing a tomato run at 10pm and getting my ass kicked in the kitchen. GR made me cry really, really hard.

Thank God it was just a dream. Although, I would really like to meet Gordon Ramsey.

Preferably from a safe distance though.

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