dreamy

I thought about a dream i had last night in between viral-induced snuffling and rolling around.

I lived in a little flat somewhere. The walls were a dark red-purple colour, with lots of things from lots of places all around. I had a different guitar (that was correct-handed) and lots of happy plants. I was reading a book, fiction i think and sitting with my feet out the window because it was warm. I was waiting for someone, don't know who but I was looking forward to them. I'd been places. I had a job somewhere that I could do. I hadn't neglected to eat or sleep to the point where I constantly ached.

It's pretty dull probably so sorry. It just made me smile when i woke up.