Almost every night, I dream about a man. The dream starts with me waking up. Looking on my side and seeing another man sleeping next to me. Lying on his stomach. I couldn't quite make out his face because he was facing the other way. I'd look out the window and I can see a beach. The sunshine coming in. Sounds of waves crashing into the shore. Some birds chirping. It was paradise. Then he would greet me, "Good morning.'' But before I could look at him and greet him back, I'd wake up.
