A RARE DREAM "SHE INSPIRED ME SOME MORE"

June 3, 2025 — A Beautiful Dream

I had a beautiful dream today.

I was at some sort of event, and in the distance, there she was — a girl, sitting alone with a cloth wrapped around her. Something about her made me walk over and sit beside her. She was a singer, quietly listening to her own music. Because I was next to her, I could hear it too.

She seemed distant, sad — and I regret not asking her why. She was beautiful, charming, yet shrouded in something quiet and heavy. Like a sunflower waiting for its sun. I’m not saying she needed me, but I felt, somehow, I could be a little light in her shadow. And with her, I felt safe. At home. I liked that feeling.

We sat there for a while, exchanged a few words. Then I drifted away — maybe back to the event, though I don’t quite remember. But later, I saw her again, still in that same spot. This time, I brought her into the event. I gave her a chair, intending to sit right in front of her — but that felt too bold. So I sat beside her instead.

And that’s when I felt it — the connection.

She smiled. Softly. Brightly. I felt the urge to move my hand toward hers, just on the edge of the chair’s arm. She did the same. We teased each other gently, our fingers dancing between touch and retreat.

Then I reached out, took her wrist, and kissed her hand — slow, warm, sincere. And she embraced me.

She was a sweetheart. Shy, yet confident. She inspired me.

I may have misunderstood the reason she was alone. I don’t remember everything. And maybe I never will. But I can only wish for a little more time with her.

My life, day to day, isn't very socially exciting. So even moments like this, even in dreams — they matter. They feel poetic. Special. Like a rare breeze through a still night.

Maybe I’ll never meet her in real life. Maybe I don’t want to. Maybe not having her is what makes her beautiful.

Like that quote:
“You don’t give your loved ones a flower of plastic so it lives forever.
You give them one with real petals and stem —
because the very fact that it will die
makes it all the more precious.”

ALTHOUGH I USED CHATGPT TO REFINE MY WORDING BUT DOWN THERE IS EXACTLY WHAT I WROTE JUST AFTER WAKING UP IN THE MORNING

I had a beautiful dream today. I was in some sort of event and there was a girl sitting far away from there all alone with a cloth wrapped around her. For some reason i decided to sit beside her. She was a singer and she was listening to her own music. because i was sitting beside her i could listen it as well. she was alone and sad for some reason and now i regret not asking her why. She was beautiful charming but sad. she was like a sunflower who needed her sun. Not saying she needed me or something but i felt like maybe i can brighten her up a little and also i felt very safe and at home with her. i like that feeling. So we sat there for some time, chatted a little Then i went away maybe to the event. I don't exactly remember. And after that when. saw her again at the very same place where she was before, I decided to bring her to the event. Gave her a chair and thought to sit right in front of her facing her but i thought it was too bold so i decided to sit right beside her. And that is when i started to feel THE CONNECTION with her. She was actually smiling. And i felt the urge to put my hand right on my chair handle as maybe my move. She did the same aswell and we started to switch our hand on and off the chair possibly teaasing each other. It was all romantic and dreamy. And then i finally grabbed her wrist and kissed her hand passionately and she amazingly embraced me. That was when i woke up. She was a sweetheart, shy but confident. She inspired me. Also i might have got the context of her sitting alone completely wrong because i dont remember everything. But now we cant know I can only wish for having maybe a bit more time with her. My life on a daily basis is not very exciting and interesting socially. So even having moments like this just in dreams and remembering fragments of it is poetic amd special for me. Maybe i cant experience her in real life, Maybe i dont want to because it would be just normal to have her then. Maybe having her for some brief moments is the reason she is special. Like the quote goes{YOU DONT GIVE YOUR LOVED ONE'S FLOWER OF PLASTIC FOR IT TO LIVE FOREVER, YOU GIVE THEM FLOWER MADE OF REAL PETAL AND STALK. THE VERY FACT THAT THE FLOWER WILL DIE MAKES IT SPECIAL TO EXPERIENCE IT FOR A BRIEF MOMENT}