One day I had a dream I’d live in a place surrounded by things I love.
Twin, my loyal cat.
Books and more books.
Yellow walls.
Pictures of birds and oceans and roses and travel.
Computers that hold stories told and stories yet to come.
I dreamed a dream, that did come true.
I dreamt it in my sleep and thought about it all day long. It was in the thinking that made the dream come true.
