So, here I was last night in my cosy bedroom, reading my novel ( which I’m about to complete and will provide a review ASAP) and with it taking sips of coffee. Feels like heaven , isn’t it ? Of course yes!!
And then I don’t know, when I fell asleep. Looks like, my whole day exhaustion made me fall asleep, because otherwise I never do that with having novel in my hand. Duhh!!
Well, the best part is that I had a dream. Ohh yeah!! A dream where I was in a room full of my favourite novels. Reading there whichever novel I grabbed like a retard, but who cares how I looked like ? The thing that only matters is here I was in my own world comprising a hell lot of books and food. Ohh yes!! A paradise I must say 😀
And then, my alarm shouting, no actually, screaming on my side and I woke up 😦 Destroying no wait, annihilating my dream so badly.
But, then I realised, cool down babe, you still have beside you a shelf full of great unread novels.
Sometimes , dreams are the ones who tell us or I should say teach us the real importance of reality.