Saturday, March 27, 2010
#110 Dreams Are For Rookies
I got the title from Hercules.
Meg said that to Herc.
We seek wisdom from other people.
We misused their wisdom.
I hate Hitler.
Ok,
That was random.
Lately,
I've been having these dreams
That left me feeling uneasy.
I want to type it down,
But I have no clue where to start.
It felt so real,
My dream.
I can actually touch him and felt
His warmth on me.
Enough about an imaginary
[But feels very real] guy.
Sometimes,
When you have a dream you just don't want to let it go?
And hope in vain that it'll repeat itself?
I have those kind of hope.
False hope is what they called it.
Who's they you may ask.
I don't know!
Here's a very lame conversation.
"Hey, Kim. Wake up already!"
"Mmm... Mom? I was dreaming when you woke me up."
"So?"
"Next time, wait for the commercials."
Here's another one:
"Kim, call the waiter."
"I can't dad,"
"Why?"
"I don't have his phone number!"
Dreams are for rookies
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