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Dream By Day WAS Getting Good

On a beach my lover and I sit watching the sun set. It is warm out. We face each other. He smiles at me and I smile at him. He always gives a smile that could make you melt. His eyes are brown and his hair blonde. Time slows and his eyes close. As we lean in to kiss…

“Joanna!” says one of my friends, waving her hand in front of me to break me out of my trance. What does she want now?
“Were you even listening to any of the words I said?” She asked glaring at me.
“Yes…â€? I say and she stares me down, “No, sorry I was having a dream by day”.
“You mean a day dream”
“No”, I smiled.
“A dream by day? I swear Joanna you are getting weirder everyday. So anyways I was like are you kidding? And she was like…blah blah blah blah…”

So annoying! I block her out and try to focus on the dream by day. Darn it is gone. I was really getting good too!

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