In my dreams…

…we are happy. Extremely. Like no-care-in-the-world happy. And when I wake up and reality strikes, we are not. We’re just…. Fine.  And I don’t know if that’s supposed to be ok or not.   I’m always waiting for my subconscious to take over (despite my insomnia) because I can again let loose myself in myContinue reading “In my dreams…”