Usually, after a nice night of drinking, I fall into a deep sleep. Once asleep, I fall into a heavy dream state, drifting into dreamland. Last night, I had an absolutely wonderful dream.
I dreamt that I was on a plane, flying to France. With my heart racing, I had planned on asking Bella, my crush, to marry me.
Everything was planned, dotting all my I’s and crossing ll my T’s. The flowers, roses, irises, and carnations, were arranged in hearts with Bella’s name in the middle.
Balloons filled the hall, like trees line a forest. All I needed now was for Bella to walk through the door. My heart was racing, as I heard her approaching, nearing the hall door.
As the huge hall’s portal opened, Bella smiled with a large grin. She saw all the decorations, and from across the room, she watched as U mouthed the words I Love You.
I walked towards her, Got on one knee, and showed her the ring. Then, I heard what sounded like a gunshot.
I immediately awoke to the sound of my neighbor having his roof repaired. The gunshots, were actually sounds from the hammers that exploded like gongs being stricken by huge Chinese hammers.
I was asleep no more, the hammers, continually banging, woke me out of a sound sleep, thus murdering my dream.
I tried and tried to return to the dream, but without success. Finally, I got up, went to the kitchen, poured myself a strong one, and started my day. Ugh!!!