I had a dream.

I had a dream that I had to run away. I don't know why and where, but I was alone and had to run away.
On my way I had to hide a lot. Also in a church.
It started to rain. and suddenly the weirdest, most bizzare and absurd thing happened.. I saw a small guinea pig, shivering from the rain and cold, trying to find a shelter to hide from the wind. And I've heard a voice ''save her!''.
So.. I took the little animal and kept it with me all the way. I was feeding it, I gave it water and at first it wanted to run away from me. It was so.. anxious, scared. But with time it become easy to handle.
Like.. grateful. So, in my dream, I escaped from that something that I was running away from.
But the thing that stayed in my mind after I woke up was: I want to have a guinea pig!
Damn I'm crazy. But think about it. I'm used to having a cat. When I was home alone, I wasn't ever really alone. He was there to give me a lazy look or come and ask for some attention.
I can't have a cat here.. But such a small thing.. Oooooh, I'd love that! <3

So, my bro in law helped me to find one.
I want it. I will name it Florence and call it Flo, or Nancy, or Ivy. Or I will call her Bella.
And she'll be my friend, like a BFF <3

I'm loosing my mind, I know.

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