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When will our dreams come true?
I always thought that it would be when I'm older. Now that I am older, I realise it was only a pipe dream.
I used to think that I would meet the girl of my dreams at uni. We'd be in the library, I thought, looking for the same book. And as we reached for it, our hands would touch and we'd notice each other for the first time. "You," she'd say. "You," I'd say. And forever that book would symbolise our love.
We would graduate together and go on to become successful in our respective careers --- I the famous writer and she the money-making lawyer. We'd buy a house in Notting Hill, decorate it in accordance with the laws of Feng Shui and surround ourselves with well-educated, cultured and arty friends.
We'd have a simple wedding ceremony but a lavish reception. Afterwards, we'd honeymoon somewhere remote and exotic, off the beaten track, setting the pattern for all our future holidays.
We wouldn't have any children, preferring to let future generations of poets and playwrights eulogise the purity and mortality of our love.
Perhaps I might have been a tad naive, but where did the dream go wrong?
Have you had similar dreams? Willing to share?
I used to think that I would meet the girl of my dreams at uni. We'd be in the library, I thought, looking for the same book. And as we reached for it, our hands would touch and we'd notice each other for the first time. "You," she'd say. "You," I'd say. And forever that book would symbolise our love.
We would graduate together and go on to become successful in our respective careers --- I the famous writer and she the money-making lawyer. We'd buy a house in Notting Hill, decorate it in accordance with the laws of Feng Shui and surround ourselves with well-educated, cultured and arty friends.
We'd have a simple wedding ceremony but a lavish reception. Afterwards, we'd honeymoon somewhere remote and exotic, off the beaten track, setting the pattern for all our future holidays.
We wouldn't have any children, preferring to let future generations of poets and playwrights eulogise the purity and mortality of our love.
Perhaps I might have been a tad naive, but where did the dream go wrong?
Have you had similar dreams? Willing to share?
Comments on this journal
you're meant to be my best friend!!
SKY YOU TELL HIM!!!
what about missy should i take care of her, is she giving you any problems????
HUNEY PP DO I HAVE TO PAY YOU TOOO FOR A JOB TO BE WELL DONE,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
LET ME THINK OF A JOB YOU'LL BE GOOD AT,,,,,,!!!
Aftab -- i dont entertain ideas of hopeless romantic love -- only hopeless self-serving ones...
PP -- i have a few enemies in mind. what are your rates? do i pay you by the hour? or is it a one-off payment after the job's been done?
sky : just let me know if you need some help with these chick'z...thats right i called you chick'z...
*dramatic exit*