Sunshine through the drapes, music from the kitchen. I can smell breakfast floating on the air to where I lay,stretched across the bed. I can hear you singing off key as you rattle around the small nook of a kitchen. I should get up and start the day. I have class and you have work soon.But I'm happy to lie here and enjoy the beautiful morn. I get a glimpse of you as you peak through the crack in the door. A moment later you bound on the bed bouncing me to try to get me up and about. I shriek and pound you with a pillow and take off out of the room with you hot on my heals.We race down the hall over the couch and around the living room. We're at a stalemate around the coffee table.You jump it and grab me as we fall in a heap on the couch. I laugh and snuggle close. We lay on the couch until time that the day must start. But I as I drifted in and out of sleep has all of this been a dream? Are you really miles away and I am at home alone wishing to be dreaming. I think I will believe that this is real and the other world. The world where you are not here...That is the dream...or my nightmare.