Blast from the past…The dream

Last night I was riding a beautiful wild horse on the beach. I could hear the waves roaring beside me and felt a fine mist on my face. The seagulls were crying in the distance and the sunset was exploding with a beautiful gold and orange color. I rode my horse to a tropical veranda where I dismounted and was immediately surrounded by gorgeous young man-servants who were waiting with food, drink and massage oils. I lay down on a chaise lounge and was hand fed shrimp and strawberries while being fanned and having my feet massaged. I drank wine from a conch shell while my man-servants told me of my beauty. There was beautiful calypso music playing and I could hardly believe it when I heard the obnoxious droning of my alarm clock! I screamed “NOOO I DON”T WANT TO LEAVE!”. It was too late though, for in that moment my dog jumped on the bed and began licking my face, and the kids ran in yelling “mommy we’re hungry”.

Oh well there’s always tonight!


4 responses to “Blast from the past…The dream

  1. That sounds infinitely better than the dream my alarm clock woke me out of — all I can remember now was that it involved Captian Kirk, Mr. Spock and me in a really short dress.

  2. Why does the alarm go off right in the middle of the dreams about zombie killing or outtakes from bay watch ūüėČ

  3. Ain’t alarm clocks great?

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