The man who fell for me.

I just had a dream that the man of my dreams just came falling from the sky, literally.

He was not a tall man, neither a short one. He was five-ten, five-eleven. He had blonde hair, and blue eyes. He was extremely nice, like scary nice.

I was outside of my house, I believe there was a backyard. And I step outside because I see something falling out of the sky. It is a plane. Not a normal boeing, or a small private plane. But a more Disney like plane mixed with an old model airplane and a newer model jet, boxy-like a barrel.

There was smoke, but no fire. Then, he landed in my backyard.

“Don’t move,” I stammered. And with a smile on his face he said, “Oh no, owe, no it’s okay I was practicing for this new job I got.” He was practicing going up, but gravity had taken his toll and brought him back down.

I ran inside the house, and out with water for him.

“Want to go for a ride?”

“I don’t really think I want to land like that.” And we both laughed. “Hold on one second though.”

I couldn’t just jump into a plane right then in there, what was I doing. I was freaking out, I was being me. The fire in me was still alive and I was going to take advantage of it. As soon as I went to an old friends house and the closest one to me, Ashley. I ran there to confide in here. I mean, after all, a man did just fall out of the sky into my backyard. And a handsome one at that.

While I was on my rondevue to Ashley’s house he decided to get the plane back up and running he started being nosey and looking about the neighborhood. Well he spotted Ashley through her glass wall. She was on the computer. It had been roughly ten-fifteen minutes already. So he had called me, and asked where I was and when I was coming back. He also noted that he is looking at a girl that looks like me. My cover was blown, he spotted Ashley, and to stop the situation from becoming dishonest I showed my face and smiled. I told him I’d be right there.

How could I not, he was too nice. So I took my opportunity.

It was then, at that very moment, that I realized I was my mother.