Every morning after Dan gets out of bed, I drift in and out of consciousness. During that time I dream of Dan coming to say goodbye to me before he leaves. I quickly wake up startled and unaware if it were a dream or not. Sometimes I yell out his name to see if he is still around and other times I just hear him in the next room. I do this because I don't want to miss him actually giving me a kiss goodbye. Once he leaves I no longer have these little dreams.
Thats my random thought for today!
And I wrote a poem for Humanities, but I can't share it... so you can imagine that I posted it here!
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