" I dreamt of a furniture departmental store. Colors of blue and yellow everywhere, it seems
familiar. Then I remembered- IKEA. I was running around holding onto someone's hand.
Too baffled by how big IKEA was in my dream, I didn't take any time to look at whose hand
I was holding onto. Or maybe I already knew and I wanted to leave it that way for awhile.

Finally when I gave myself some time off, I looked at your face. Not at all surprised, rather
it felt Right then. I giggled like a little girl, while you piggyback me around IKEA. Your arms
felt assuring and your body felt warm. It was the Right place to be, I knew it. Whenever you
went to close to the furniture you would make sure I knocked them down one by one, Hahaha.
After that, we sat on small stools playing 'house' with children. I looked at you while you teased

them, I thought- I couldn't be happier, I was close to tears until I woke up."