That's What Friends Are For
Psst. Do you wanna know a secret? I've got this secret fantasy right...shhh...close the door..don't let anyone else read this....
Where was I? Oh. I have this fantasy. That one day I'll get a nice huge surprise. I'll be brought to a nice open field or park. Blindfolded. Then when my eyes are opened, ALL my friends are there. And then, they start to sing for me. Disney songs.
All of them in turns, full of expression and with huge grins on their faces. Dancing and leaping in a field of daisies. All for me. To make me happy. To watch those tears of joy streaming down my face and drying under the warm summer sun.
Shaheera sweetie, this is the part where you wake up honey. My heart is aching to be free, to burst out in a flurry of emotions. Or maybe I badly want to go to Disneyland.
Seriously, what is my problem? What do you call that syndrome where when things start to unravel and go wrong, you withdraw into yourself and make up wierd fantasies? Pfft.
Labels: Friends, Rambling