HER: Why so chipper, it’s the crack of dawn, just let me drink my coffee.
HIM: What’s wrong, another nightmare?
HER: I had the worst dream, you liked some other woman.
HIM: I’m late–Why’s that a nightmare?
HER: You liked her better than me. I could have just wrung your neck.
HIM: You’re mad at me because of some dream?
HER: She was slender-she had long legs-I never saw her face but I assume she was pretty.
HIM: You’re pretty too-I gotta run-Prettier in fact.
HER: But she was nicer than I am. Nicer to you. She was very supportive.
HIM: Really? She was supportive of me?
HER: Yes of you. She didn’t find fault. She loved you just as you are. She thought you were great.
HIM: That’s funny.
HER: Why’s that funny? I don’t think that’s funny.
HIM: Not funny ha-ha. Weird. I had the exact same dream.
© 2009 J Boyer