The best dream of my life.
A week ago I had the best dream of my life. It wasn't anything erotic really...okay...got me pretty excited...but....
I woke up from my couch. I got up and looked in the mirror and I was her. I was the girl I would have been had those chromosomes or whatever had gone the other way.
I wasn't gorgeous, but pretty. I had shoulder length auburn hair that hung just above my shoulders, and the girl in the mirror smiled....nice teeth, nice eyes, nice lips. I know, still asleep or half asleep that I smiled back. I was so happy to finally see the person I know I am on the inside.
Would I be that much of a different person? I don't think so. I just hide my really fem attributes behind a veil of what a man should be (I fail quite often in this portrayal).
If only someone, something, or somehow the metamorphosis could happen like a story on Fictionmania...I don't believe in god because a supreme being would want an individual to reach it's full potential and happiness...but I prayed with my eyes closed before waking up that god would make my dream a reality and I would see that girl in the mirror for the rest of my days.
I woke up so happy that morning, but afraid to look in the mirror and see the harsh reality, the sex I never had a decision in being....it felt so real in the dream.
The best dream I ever had, and the most crushing dissapointment.
