I have a lot of dreams. Mostly, they're like sketches. Meaning that they're like a dream collage. Short dreams through out my sleeping period. When they are like that, there is always a scene I'm in. It's a grassy cliff above the ocean. There are rocks far down, but it doesn't bother me. The cliff stretches out and at the back there's a huge meadow. On the cliff there's a single cherry blossom tree and a bench. Sometimes I'm sitting on the bench, sometime's I'm standing. The time of year changes often. I love it when it's winter. . Anyway, in this scene, I'm almost never alone. In my dreams, there is always a guy there. (Dream guy! Ha.Ha.Ha. Shut up.) His hair color changes often, but his eyes, height, and face are always the same, except that sometimes he has freckles. I'll try to describe him as best I can. He has black shaggy hair, and bright green eyes. He's not scrawny, he has some muscle, but isn't a body builder (I think they're pretty gross. Just me? yeah....) He's kind of pale, and has a heart-shaped face. Whenever I'm on the cliff, he's often there with me. A lot of times we're on the edge with our feet hanging over. We talk about stuff when we're there. Often, I ask him about if I should do something or what I should do about a problem. I wish he was real because he would be so awesome. He's in my other dreams too, in almost every one. He's often my boyfriend in these dreams, my partner in crime or fellow knight or adventurer or whatever. He didn't have a name, so I gave him one. Daniel. I don't know anybody named Daniel so I thought it would work. He plays guitar and piano. When we're on the cherry blossom cliff sometimes he sits on the bench and plays songs for me. Most times it's I will follow you into the dark by Death Cab for Cutie or it's Breakeven by the Script. He holds my hand and takes me places. He's amazing and it really sucks when I wake up and realize it's just a dream...
