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Dream Number 4

 

Dream Number 4

 I awaken and notice you standing at the open door of the beach house, gazing out at the ocean through the soft shears that gently rise and fall with the breezes finding their way to you.  As my eyes adjust to the morning's  sunrise, I wonder what you're thinking. 

Are you contemplating the next day's events, or maybe what you'll be doing after this vacation?  Possibly you're imagining what the future holds and where you'll be in a year. 

Maybe it's nothing quite so difficult as these questions.  Perhaps you're just thinking back to yesterday....or reflecting on last night and how you fell into a perfect, peaceful sleep...with no cares in the world, knowing you would wake up in paradise.

I'm just glad I could share it.

 

 

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