I’ve played Novak Djokovic, the world’s #1 men’s singles champion, in tennis. It was such a crazy scene. Before I even woke up, I knew that it was a dream. Did I mention that I don’t even own a tennis racquet? Nonetheless, there we were, in dreamy color, facing each other on a rooftop tennis court atop a hotel. And … wait for it … Novak and I were playing with tennis balls made out of … [Read more...] about Novak, Toilet Paper, and Dreams
