CASSANDRA
Did I just dream of him?
That was the question I couldn’t help but to wonder from the moment I woke up. I began sitting on my couch and the spaces of the window curtains made the light pass through the glass window, which made me realize that it was already morning. Of all kinds of weird dreams, why does it have to be that one? It wasn’t just about him being involved, but the fact that I dreamed of us making love last night simply makes me shiver.
I may have never experienced that kind of scene before or fantasized about it and I wonder why I can vividly remember every single thing that had happened during my dream like it really happened. And the fun fact about it that makes me feel even more strange is that I can’t seem to forget about it. Like I’m kind of wishing it was rea
