Free Coffee
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I am in a café.
I am not sure why I am here, though.
I am not alone. I see some old friends.
My friends tell me that this is a catch-up.
I'm experiencing a strong sense of déjà vu.
A member of the staff requests our orders.
My friends remind me I’ve a special card.
I show my card, and I get a free coffee.
The coffee is the greatest I’ve ever tried.
Heck, it impresses my pals as well.
Also, I soon tumble out of the 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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