Thursday, June 13, 1996
A Dream Come True
There I was, sitting on my bed at 2:30 am. Wondering about the dream I just had. Not only was it stupid, but I have never had such a weird dream. It was really different.
The dream was about a little dog. The dog was walking on my chest, while I was lying on something soft. I think it was a mattress. The puppy walked towards y waist. I knew that it was going to bite.
"Get lost". I yelled.
The dog remained calm. Now it was standing on my waist. It lowered its cute head, and sniffed my pockets. I was surprised. Why didn't it bite? Then the dog was walking towards my chest. This time I wasn't scared. It opened its mouth and lowered its head again. This time my heart stared to thump. Was it going to bite me? No, it just licked my cheek.
Even before it finished licking my cheek, I came to my senses. I didn't understand what I dreamt about. After thinking about the dream for about ten minutes a went back to sleep.
By next morning I had forgotten all about the dream. That morning , I was late as usual. I ran to the bus stop with my briefcase. My tie flew in the morning wind. Only thing that I hoped was that I would not be late to work, I had been warned couple of times about me being late. Luckily the bus too was late as usual.
As I was boarding the bus I looked up for a vacant seat. What I saw then was quite unbelievable. Instead of looking for an empty seat I was perving on a beautiful woman. She looked to be in her early 20s. The most...