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Wishful Thinking

A concert’s being held in my house. My house that isn’t my house (those potted topiary-like shrubs are definitely not ours).

Jason Mraz comes on the stage. It’s already night without me noticing and my house’s (that isn’t mine) backyard is filled to capacity with the stage and the audience. Jason starts to sing. Come Lucky, a friend shoves a mic under my nose. I have forgotten a lot of the lyrics but I discover that my voice is absolutely fantastic. Our duet ends with applause.

Jason: So… you come here often?

Me: Yeah. I live here.

He is impressed, natch.

To celebrate the wonderful music we made together, he gives me an autographed hospital bracelet. Flimsy and torn though it does have some unintelligible inscriptions on it. The only thing on my mind is, “I am so going to Plurk about this!”

Then, I wake up.

This entry was posted on Monday, February 16th, 2009 at 2:06 am and is filed under Dreams, Fun. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.

2 Responses to “Wishful Thinking”

1. Sammity says:

   16 Feb 09 at 10:14 pm

   Was I there? XD Nice layout btw.
   • Rosa says:

     19 Feb 09 at 12:08 am

     Actually dahling, you were the one who gave me the mic, hehehe :3 :3 :3