As I was waking from my sleep this morning, Henry Rollins said to me, as I passed him in the subway: “In existentialism, I exist.” Well, that was a nerdy way to start the day! Henry Rollins used to pop up in my dreams quite a bit. I always dream about people. In recent months I’ve been hit by a Richard Armitage dream tsunami (hello to our UK friends!). Henry Rollins seems to have dropped off my dream roster of late so this morning was a rare cameo. HR and I have shared a plate of spaghetti, been deployed in clandestine operations, he’s punched my dad in the face (awesome!), and sneaked me into a gig to see Magic Dirt.

I’m curious to know – what dreams have you had about Henry Rollins? (Try and keep it reasonably clean, ladies – and any other Henrysexuals out there!). Comment below with your HR dreams!