I was floating again. Don’t you love the dreams where you float or fly? Dreams make the impossible possible and fantasies real. I skimmed across the clouds barley touching the soft cushions of white below me. I took a deep breath is smelling the sweet air filled with the scent of vanilla and marshmallow fluff. MMM… I need a chocolate river now just like the one from Charlie and the Chocolate factory. I looked to the right and there it was as if it had always been there. Set up next the small Chocolate River was a elegant Bistro table and chair with Tea set for two. I floated down lightly into the beautiful chair with metal roses and vines. I concentrated for a moment as I sat and the chair softened to my touch cradling my body. It felt as if the chair was now part of me. Every place I moved it would contort with me and without thinking it would stabilize when I hit comfort and expected it to stay. I looked at the table and noticed the steaming silver tip pot smelling of the most mouthwatering chocolate I could imagine. I raised my porcelain cup and tipped the spout and a steady stream of thick creamy chocolate poured into my cup. I brought the cup to my face to enjoyed the aroma, but it was still missing something. I reached up to a nearby floating marshmallow cloud and scooped a bit in my hand and plopped it perfectly on top on my drink. My indulgent side took a sip and my mouth burst with flavor. My body and soul was hungry for more.
“ I wish I had something to… ahhh think and you shall receive”. A tray of my favorite fruits appeared on the table. I reached for a strawberry and dipped it into my chocolate chantico. The strawberry burst in my mouth with a waterfall of juice. It dribbled down my chin escaping my mouth. I giggled at the pure enjoyment of this dream I had created. Being a lucid dreamer was wonderful. I had started to go to sleep more often just so I could reach my dreams where the sky wasn’t even the limit. I just had to be careful not to think negative thoughts or my dreams would start to take on that persona since they always seemed to have changed before I had completed my thought. My Doctor had said it was a gift to be a lucid dreamer and to enjoy it while it lasted. Ahhh… Dr. Dream is what I called him. He was so handsome and charming I couldn’t resist his will.
“Well this is nice. Thanks for adding me to your dreams. Do you mind if I have a cup of joe... or chocolate as it seems?” Dr. Dream said from the chair next to me. His voice sent a tingle through my body. How did he get here… oh I must have thought of him.
Dr. Dream took a sip of his chocolate and gave me a smile saying. “It’s been nice but it’s time to wake up now”
“Jenni wake up!”
With a sudden jolt my dream evaporated and I was cold and in pain laying on a hospital bed. I saw Dr. Dream looking at me worried.
“Oh thank god you’re awake” he exclaimed. You have been in a coma for three days. It appears you had an allergic reaction to the anesthesia.
All I could do was grown a little and smile as I stared into his deep brown eyes.
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