Beautiful nightmare.
I had a dream, a few months ago, in which the world had been transformed into a global dystopia. Every body of water, large or small, was teeming with bacteria. Hordes of homeless people roamed the streets like zombies. Thankfully they did not feast on flesh, but they did possess even less of a regard for society than their predecessors. That’s saying something. Especially in Los Angeles.
Drake was my boyfriend, though. No longer just a crush. Also, I could fly. So the over arching theme was that all was right.
However, he did have a crazy brother. A crazy brother who could control people with his mind. A crazy brother who imprisoned me inside of a spherical, steel cage that he launched into outer space AND below the surface of the seven poisonous oceans because he was jealous that I was with his brother.
Still – I was with his brother. I was Drake’s boyfriend. His lover.
All. Was. Right.
