one cruel snowstorm dream: yesterday i took a nap around noon (nevermind that i woke up at ten). i was having a hard time waking up, and i slipped into this dream of waking up to find that the city had plowed all the streets in pilsen, that there was a pot of hot, vegan soup on the counter (with crusty bread to go with it) and that sergio was watching a movie on his ipad in my couch. turns out that he came to see me once the streets were cleared, found me sleeping, made the soup and was watching a movie, waiting for me to wake up. i got so excited that i actually woke up. imagine my disappointment when i looked out the window and still saw my car under two feet of snow, with no food to eat (or toilet paper to use) in the apartment and no boyfriend sitting in my couch. i had to resist the urge to cry and go back to bed.
now that i think about it, the bread should have given it away. sergio avoids gluten like the plague.
:(
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