There’s something wrong with my computer again, and I am sent to use the third pal’s tool, I am a truly office stroller. OMG! Monday is always the worst day for a lazy girl. I am still my romantic dream.
In the dream, I am with a nice informal wedding dress, Nicho holds my hand and locks me with a ring, we both are blesses by the present people, an angel arrives and takes us on her back and then fly to a land for honeymoon.
That’s a quite land, there might be 3 or 4 couples are playing chase on beach. No sooner angel lands us on the beach than a dolphin swims over to us and takes us for surfing. On the other side of sea, sunset is smiling and a flock of sea-birds form a shape of heart. Sea-water wets out my informal wedding dress, which flies along with the sea-wind. Nicho is always tightly holding me; he kissed away my moving tears and promises me: Maggie, I will love you forever.
The night is also perfect, sitting in front of the round table, we order the most expensive meal-green vegetables, which has been the luxury since earth is totally polluted and the production is crazily decreased, while meat is now the cheapest. Nicho exclaims days I cooked for him 10 years ago. Every day after I worked off, I would immediately fly home, buying vegetables, cooking and waiting for him. We did not have enough money, let alone informal wedding dress, in the dream it has replaced formal dresses and is the most fashionable style. But we lived a happy life, but now, it will end, 2012 is coming.
“Maggie, wake up, we will be late!!!” A sound of shouting, I know it is from Nicho, that damn guy. Oh no, Monday is coming, it’s just Monday but not 2012. Oh, dream! Romance and after-fear! Which one is or will be true?
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