My dream made me sad.


Last night I had the most clear, vivid dream I've had in a very long time

And I had a baby, a daughter, just one day old. Hadn't figured out a name yet

Now I'm awake and I can still see her face, she had my eyes, I can still hear her cooing.

😔😭 Why must my dreams torture me? Why can't I just have a baby in real life?!