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"You see, I'm in your head, baby. I know what you think of me, what you want to do to me and...what you want me to do to you".
In this dramatic tale, I get assigned to create a visual for Dreamscape...
Every break I use, I drink more of the coffee until it runs out and I go back to work. The light from my laptop helps me stay awake as well, which is probably why I'm seeing colors that are not really there. "Hmm, that's not the color I added and where did this motion blur come from?" I ponder. When I go to remove it, parts of my design disappear. "What the hell?!" I look up and around to see everywhere else being blurred and dark. Have I been working this late? My vision suddenly gets brighter.
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Someone who maintains the work space turns on the light. "Miss, are you OK?" "I think so" I answer. "The lights have been off for a couple of hours. I thought everyone left" he says. "I think you should head home, you look really exhausted". I rub my eyes and I can see a little better. "Do you want someone to escort you to your car?". "No, thank you. I'm not too far from here, I'll just come back another day" I say goodnight to the maintenance man and walk outside.
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I go back home after a while and see it is 1AM. I change and start going to sleep. Snuggling the pillow, I start to feel something brush my back and shoulders. "Hey, you're back. I miss you" Fab says, hugging me. I open my eyes and turn around. "Fab? Ok, this is getting strange. Which Fabrice are you this time?" He chuckles softly. "I'm not kidding. You're changing moods too often and it's scaring me" I tell him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you" He kisses my forehead.
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"You need some rest. I wouldn't want anything terrible to happen to you or our baby". "What-?! What baby?! We don't have any children! What's going on here?!" I panic. "Am I pregnant? Oh my God!" I start crying and panic some more. "I'm not ready for this! I'm so scared!" "It's ok, honey, you're not pregnant. Come here". Fab holds me and rubs my stomach while I still sob. "Shh...I won't make you do anything you're not comfortable doing" he says. I start to relax.
"If you change your mind, maybe we can have a few kids". "What do you mean a few?" I ask skeptically. "Not too many. Just the average of our favorite numbers" "Well mine is 3, so what is your favorite number?" "14" "That's too many kids! I'm waking up from this dream! " I try to move but I'm stuck where I am. "Why can't I wake up?" "Wow, you're really stressed out. Don't worry sweetheart, I'll get you back to sleep" Fab kisses and caresses me. I open my eyes for real and I see it's only 3:45AM.
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This was getting ridiculous, this current dream now has Fab with baby fever. I couldn't go back to sleep for the rest of the night, so I just open my laptop and work on the last part of my design. The next morning comes and it's the day before the deadline of my project. After freshening up, I head out to the workspace for a meeting with the creative director and the client.
