destination

I had a delightful dream. You were wearing suit pants and a little black bow tie with your sleeves rolled to your elbows, one leg of your pants was rolled a couple of inchs so it wouldnt get greasy. You were riding a bicycle. I was sitting on the handle bars with a goldfish in a bag filled with water. Perhaps we were just at the pet store. We went to a meadow where we placed the packaged goldfish in the grass and layd there tangled looking at the clouds. We ate strawberry from the little patches and everything about you tasted like champagne, your stare, your touch, your laugh. It was very refreshing.