August 17, 2008

• Perfect… ?

  So, I was laying here, trying to sleep. Only, I’m not really tired. I’ve been daydreaming. Of the perfect man. Does he exist? Will I ever meet him? Will I ever meet my own Prince Charming? I don’t know. Is he out there, somewhere?

  Well, dawn is breaking now. The sky isn’t completely dark anymore, and I can hear some birds cooing and chirping. Maybe I should try to sleep again, but the attempt may be futile. Who knows, maybe I’ll have a dream about my perfect man, out there somewhere…

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