| good morning beautiful
Posted: 10/19/2004 9:58:56 AM | Its almost 10am on a cloudy day in chicago.
The raindrops are scattered about in an aimless fashion.
I woke up from a familiar dream, and the smell of flowers seemed to stretch throughout my mind.
The sun peeked through the sky with a seemingless touch of god's hand.
Once again i was surronded by those random watchamcallit's, you know, little white blow on me and make a wish type flowers.
A large oak tree with an old beat up tire hanging on for dear life could be seen in the distance.
There i was laying in this endless field, it was apparent that there wasnt anything around for me to focus on. I have had this dream time and time again, but this time, more than ever, i wanted so desperatly to fall right back into it.................................
I could make out a shadow sliding out from behind the oak tree, I squinted with anticapation, my eyes unwilling to focus.
Chills began to shiver throughout my body as a stunning shape moved closer and closer. I jumped up and began to see clearly.
I had the feeling i have been searching for during my entire exsistince. The meaning of my life was standing before me. Everything became clear and made sense. It wasn't what i was suppose to do with my life, or so much how it ended up, but more so how i got there and who i took with me. This was my angel.
She leaned foward and whispered into my ear "good morning" and i replied "good morning beauitful". | |
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