It’s quiet at night, when the magic happens and we’re asleep. Or so we think— Our minds navigate far and beyond, to a unreal state we don’t quite understand. Nor would we want to -Then ask ourselves —have we been here before?
No love. It’s just the sun rising over the horizon. In a sleepless state we devote our time to ponder the unexpected scenarios over in our heads— forgetting we are no longer awake. Sometime ago, I dreamt vividly about us, and as our love story evolved and unfolded before us, we rode the waves until we crashed ashore.
