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He doesn't smoke
He's a runner
He speaks French fluently
He's from Virginia
He doesn't have to drink
He's an organ donor
His name is Andrew :)
So I've had a couple of memories lately that I can't decide if they're dreams or if they really happened.
The first one I remembered Monday - I thought of Andrew kissing me on my cheek, and over my eyes and on my nose... really cute, ya know? But I don't know if it happened or not.
The second one is a conversation with Darren and someone else, and Darren mentioned Utopia and said who came up with the word, and I said No, it was Sir. Thomas More. Again, I can't decide if it was a dream or not. Isn't it funny how dreams can be so real? Or how real life can be so dreamy? ;)
He's a runner
He speaks French fluently
He's from Virginia
He doesn't have to drink
He's an organ donor
His name is Andrew :)
So I've had a couple of memories lately that I can't decide if they're dreams or if they really happened.
The first one I remembered Monday - I thought of Andrew kissing me on my cheek, and over my eyes and on my nose... really cute, ya know? But I don't know if it happened or not.
The second one is a conversation with Darren and someone else, and Darren mentioned Utopia and said who came up with the word, and I said No, it was Sir. Thomas More. Again, I can't decide if it was a dream or not. Isn't it funny how dreams can be so real? Or how real life can be so dreamy? ;)