I'll see you in my dreams

Sometimes dreams are better than being awake.

I found myself sleeping on the bottom floor of a stone turret in a Disneyland type castle. The room was round with stone walls, elegant velvet hangings and a modern wooden door that had a venetian blind covered window in it's top half.

I knew I was in the guest quarters of my best friend's mother's castle and that she was probably just getting up to fly into her kitchen and make breakfast.

I was just too tired to even open my eyes and as mortified as I felt about that, I was grateful my door was locked and no one could come in to catch me sleeping in.

But then! I heard the door unlock! Footsteps crossed my room and I felt the dip in the mattress as someone climbed up on the bed then crawled across to the other side near my bear, Bearnard. I knew it was my friend and, no longer mortified, I was just so unbelievably happy.

I was still too tired to open my eyes, but just knowing my friend was there warmed my heart to the very core. I lay there for a while luxuriating in that until it slowly dawned on me that there wasn't room for anyone on that side of my bed except for Bearnard. Not wanting to lose that moment I replayed the moment I felt the bed move over and over until I moved to reach out to hug . . .

I woke up. Not sad that the moment was gone, but still feeling the joy when I thought it was real.

Maybe it was.