The Magic with Gale

Date: 12/30/2018

His name was gale. I think. We lived in apartments on a bridge. We were neighbors. We were magic, fairies or sirens. And our houses were really small on this bridge. We shrunk down when we went there. We used the correct paint swatch as a key to be able to walk through this wall in a store and one in the salon. And that’s how we got home to our magic realm. Gale worked in a small town store. I want and bought the new paint swatch my friend had changed from purple to pink. I picked up gale a birthday card. And he rang me up. Ended up leaving with a big bag of fake flowers and crafty stuff. I tripped on the bridge and fell in this little awkward spot between two beams. He came down to help me. And we were smiling. I pulled him down and held him close. We smiled and cuddled near our home on the beams of this bridge in our tiny form for a while. We might have kissed. 🙈 we started talking about moving in together. We had been best friends, with this magic secret for so long. We had formed this bond. We were walking down by the water a little ways from the bridge and I saw lots of shells. Heart shaped shells, clams. We looked at each other thinking something or someone in the water must be in trouble. I collected a few to put on the craft I was making him for his birthday. I woke up feeling happy and blushing. I could feel the way I felt for gale the whole dream still. I was holding a pillow thinking about holding him.