Vogue and W magazines. The light poured through gauze covered windows in my dream, it was the yellow gold light of summertime. We laughed and laughed, but then she looked at me with a stone cold face and told me that she was still not inviting me to her wedding. I woke up feeling awful.
Dreams that are so close to reality, that dip their toes in the pool of your conscious, have the power to stick with you far longer then expected.