Dreamscape by Heidi Hallifax - HTML preview

“no…”

As I opened my eyes I felt two things. Firstly I felt really sad. I took a few deep breaths and told myself it was just a dream, and I was grateful that that was all it was. The feeling however, was one I couldn’t quite shake. I felt as though I'd lost someone. My eyes stung from tears, I had to call mum and dad tomorrow, I thought to myself, hoping everyone was OK. Silly really, but still, it made me want to get in touch with them, it had been a while.

Secondly my mouth was so dry, I was beyond thirsty, so I got up and went to the kitchen where I drank two glasses of water. The cold clear liquid flowed down my throat like heavy rain in the desert, reminding my brain just how much my body craved hydration. I must have drunk a bit too much alcohol the night before.

It was Saturday morning and I didn't have anything planned for the day thankfully, so I headed straight back to bed.

I lay in bed with one thought, that man in the dream. I saw his face perfectly and I didn't want to forget it, it was such a handsome face. He looked a little older than me. He had such beautiful facial features, and the way he looked at me, I swear I knew him from somewhere. It was just a dream I suppose, still, I couldn't shake the feeling that I would see him again, or maybe I just wanted to.

I fell asleep hoping to dream of him again, only this time I didn't dream at all. A couple of hours later I woke up feeling better physically. I had managed to escape a hungover, feeling just a little tired still but I could live with that. It took me a couple of seconds to realize I hadn't dreamed of him and I felt a little disappointed, and silly at the same time, I mean, it was just a dream right?