Dreamer Tales

If you want to live as equals, start treating the world as if it already is.

What does that mean….? And to what extent?

I just don’t know where to call home.

That someday, maybe I’ll live in an apartment with a balcony. The night air would be cold, but the draft would feel so nice on a summer night. The wind would be blowing, and the drapes would be transparent and a light creamy color flowing inwards. To contrast the darkness of the sky, our little place would be lit up with blaring yellow lights, smothering the place with a warm glow.

I would be sitting down forking a pasta swirl from a batch of homemade citrus like pasta. Getting compliments for making something nice for the casual occasion. I’ll be busy lost in thought and politely smile looking up to the person sitting across. And we’ll be listening to the smothering voice of love from the oldies on a mix CD. Our eyes twinkling, sharing a secret or two. Maybe the night will carry along. And maybe just the right song would come along. And he’ll be the man of the hour, asking me for a dance.

Mix CD must contain:

• unforgettable - nat king

• take my breathe away - berlin

• unchained melody - righteous brothers

• I’ll be right here waiting for you - richard marx
  
  
• can’t take my eyes off you - frank sinatra

• madly truly deeply - savage garden

• back at one - brian McKnight

• I just called to say I love you - stevie wonder

• quando quando - michael buble

• call me irresponsible - frank sinatra

• always on my mind - michael buble

• what a wonderful world - louis armstrong

• only you - the platters

• Stand by me - ben E. King

• the way you look tonight - michael buble

• every breath you take - the police

• my girl - the temptations

• with or without you - U2

• if I ain’t got you - maroon 5