It was romantic, idyllic, and going to make me happy.
There I was cuddling to my near naked voluptuous companion, her playing a video game being lovely and seductive, while I nuzzled and adored her vicious combos and leet skilz. I go to make my "move"... Bam! the stupid workman chose just then to saw wood(thus killing my own)under my balcony where he was installing a new fence. It was then I discovered that it was it was a dream!
Sometimes if it's a really good dream, positive, I like to think I caught a glimpse of alternate universe version of me, that is "gettin’ some" or winning, or just having a great time. You get 'em tiger!
The most agonizing of dreams is where I met my soul mate, the one, the person that totally gets me and we click in place like Legos. Maybe I’ll get a phone number and a promise to meet the following day…and then I arise to be sad.
I both love and hate dreams such as these; they seem to provide hope or promise of something good. I know it is a false premise, but I can dream can I not?
Sometimes if it's a really good dream, positive, I like to think I caught a glimpse of alternate universe version of me, that is "gettin’ some" or winning, or just having a great time. You get 'em tiger!
The most agonizing of dreams is where I met my soul mate, the one, the person that totally gets me and we click in place like Legos. Maybe I’ll get a phone number and a promise to meet the following day…and then I arise to be sad.
I both love and hate dreams such as these; they seem to provide hope or promise of something good. I know it is a false premise, but I can dream can I not?