Dreams

Just dreams?

Nothing else?

Well, put some salt and pepper, then refrigerate it for a while, and then stop. Think for a moment, and ask yourself?

Why?

Unfortunately, the doors to your dreams are not well-guarded.

WANTED!

Body-guard to keep the doors locked in your dreams.

What?

Then, you are, well, homo-sexual.

It is a matter of choice..No disrespect. But, there should be a reason why God had created us with only two genders, male or female. Think objectively, though. And, make sure, this is absolutely NOT the topic of this post :-)

Ok, back to dreams!

She was there again. She passed by. Yes, Ms. Zair. Welcome back!

I don't know why, but somehow she was there.

I went back to the mirror, and didn't see her there anymore, as I used to...

Sometimes, I wish I would instantly stir the cup of tea and get lost in it.

Or, well, yeah, the cup of coffee. Get lost, and get back with the fortune-telling process.

Thanks Ms. Zair, or Mrs. Zair, I am not sure about that either, since I have not heard from her sister.

See you again, and I cannot promise a certain time, it just happens.

No need to knock on the door, I already locked it, somehow, but you always have a spare pair of keys.

Wow.

I think, this was a little bit touchy literature.

Congratulations!

Welcome to the land of Cafe.

Help yourself.

Love your beloved.