By
Craig Wilson
It’s
four in the morning, and I’m heading to the bus station, all by myself.
On
my way there, I see an odd flamboyant man slowly walk towards me.
When
he gets closer, he hands me his business card, and he then vanishes.
I
somehow find myself back home, in my room, doing some research online.
I find
out the man is a famous fashion designer, and then I leave this dream.
The
End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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