It all started with a dream; a very weird dream.

He was just standing there in front of me… And he was… smiling.

His smile is beautiful. He is beautiful.

I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off him.

He lends out his hand to me. I looked at it and then back at his face.

And that was when I woke up.

Who was that guy?

And why was he smiling at me?

I’ve never seen him before ever in my life.

Was that dream supposed to mean something?

It’s been a week and I’ve been having the exact same dream.

Even if I just take a nap in the afternoon, I dream that dream.

I still don’t know what it means.

One time I wake up from a nap, I decided to go to my favourite coffee shop. I walk in and I see a very familiar person sitting in a corner, sipping coffee and reading a magazine.

I know him.

The guy from my dream.

Could it be possible that I was still sleeping and this was now a different dream or was this reality?

Jodie, i hope you'll like this ^-^