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.