Tuesday

ACPM's dream; 2-16-14-4-15-6-10-7-1-8-3-11-13-9-17-18-5-12




Underneath the sheets.
My place.
Awkward, then awareness, comfortness.
Scooted over.
Ant with his retainers in car.
Arms around hips.
Norm, even convo.
'Kiss me.'
Mom's car, we sat.
Stopped play.
'This is the happiest day/This is a happy day'(?)
Mom drove down to park; introduction.
Out on a strange road.
You playing your favorite new/boring game.
Your cheek.
I napped, woke, and saw.
Girlfriends: none 'cept Thai - Tina? Tyna?
Manuevering your way at the wheel.
Such stuff that dreams are made of.
I hope I never wake up.