Christine07

The bell rings, back to the classroom, biology, not a favorite. I flow up with everyone, you fly to me so lightly. Synthetic, sweet, unusually dense and actually too grown-up. A few years later, I met you again in London and knew you would be mine....

9 AM, I wake up on my own, the sunbeams are already peeking through the blinds. Stretching, shaking the dream out of my head. My mind is clear, Friday night wasn’t too long, I feel fit and healthy and good. Blinds up, perfect summer weather....