The crazy thing about dreaming is that even when you know you're in them, your feelings are all the more intense because you know there are no real world consequences. And so you let yourself feel away.
I was terrified and I kept running. A mammoth of a hound-wolf hybrid was chasing me and he wasn't turning into Taylor Lautner. Sometimes they do that, you know? But not this creature. It chased me through a forest, and then it chased me through a theme park (which was actually quite creepy) and then somehow I was running through an idyllic meadow. Once I got to the meadow, Not-Taylor was gone. I had whipped around one last time to check and next thing I knew I had smashed into my true love. And he was lovely. And love was lovely. And he smiled and said that I was lovely. And I was about to tell him about this intense, instant and incredible moment- that I was so present and was he there with me? He was there with me, right?
Then I was back in my room. It was 6:50am and Erin and Mike were running their usual vacation contest and I had to be at work soon. But how could I when I was just in love mere seconds ago? How could I when that moment was so vivid in my mind. So I went back to sleep. I tried to see him again hoping that those feelings would somehow lead me back to him. I ended up late for work and I haven't seen my true love since.
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