Day Twenty-Six cont’d — The Dream

I had a dream last night that you showed up at my door.  I couldn’t believe it was you.  You came into my room and you had a backpack with you.  I was feeling your face and your head to prove to myself that I wasn’t dreaming this.  It was real.  You started taking off your clothes to get into my bed, and I kept asking you what this means.  You didn’t answer.  You just smiled at me and got into my bed and I got in with you and you just held me close to you.

When I woke up, it took me a few moments to realize that it had indeed been a dream.  I swore.