I dream of P again the other night. I remember that I drove all the way to Brooklyn where he lived. I parked the car a few doors from his restaurant. I walked to and from other shops passing by his restaurant purposely just to get a glimpse of his face, watching him work.
I remember when I visited him back in February I sat in the office of his restaurant while he worked a few hours, filling in for his absent employee. I would glance over at the security footage randomly just to see him working. Those were the images that played out in my dream. He was handsome. Tall and muscular like I love, his handsome smile. Ohhhhh wow I just realized that I am describing someone that I am not even talking to in such a loving manner...as if I was dating him. Haha. SMH
I wasn't even thinking of him. Been busy and to have dream of him the day after m uncle's funeral was strange. If anything I would have expected a sad dream.
awww
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