I Dream of You

In the land of hazy dreams, --- I dream of you for the first time. It was vivid, it was so clear, it was as crispy as a fresh rice cake. Even having conversations calmly across the big dinning table, you are beaming with a big smile. I am happy to feel your joy. I saw you draw a picture for a display room --- it was undone --- it looks so darkly themed. I criticized on how dark the presentation is and talking aimlessly on how you should lighten up the theme. Then, again I was in the dinning room looking at the indoor fish pond pod puzzling why I am here. I saw your phone bill on the table $300 on your account --- and I was wondering why it is such an expensive bill. Your love one came and told me about the things that are told about me --- I was speechless. I wish I could evaporate right there --- and wonder again why I am here like this. Your home is painted in green mostly -- I would just paint off white instead of green. I went to the restroom to freshen up and saw the drawing room on the way. I saw a new drawing on the table. It is changed now as I have suggested. Somehow, I had a feeling of satisfaction --- accomplishment ---may be I was there for that purpose. I drew a Jasmine flower very recklessly on an empty paper and I left --- just like that --- without any goodbyes.

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