BOREDOM FROM YET ANOTHER action film toppled me into the land of nod. The second my brain acknowledged the scene, with myself as the leading role, I knew I’d entered the depths of a dream.
For whatever reasons, my dreams weren’t like those of others. I didn’t observe from within my body, but as a ghostly spectator through my own point of view.
As my subconscious took control, I watched myself and Sean bound about, his arms around my waist, as I grasped his shoulders. Our laughter came freely, louder even than the music that spurred our actions, and I took delight in witnessing the expressive joy on our faces.
As the small crowd of onlookers clapped their encouragement, we laughed, our eyes radiating a warm glow.
Sean whirled my body around and around until my long, white dress swirled
