So after having a dream described to me today, I got to thinking about it. It's always been something that I have always wanted a guy to do for me someday. So I want to write a little like clip of a story or something. I just want to describe the scenario how I see it in a creative writing way. We will see how it turns out ha ha. I hope the person who described this dream to me (you know who you are) will be ok with me writing this. Its one of those things that I just HAVE to get out of me...comes with being a writer lol I'll just use the same two names I used in one of my other random clips of writing in another blog down below.....
Daren got out of his shiny black car and stretched as he yawned widely. He was completely exhausted. Work had gone horribly today. Nothing had gone right. He hadn't been able to finish what he was supposed to finish and whatever could have possibly went wrong, did go wrong. He was ready to go crawl into bed and take a good nap. He dragged his feet as he moved toward the enormous house he and his wife shared. He had landed a good enough job, that he could afford to spoil his wife so. How he loved to see her smile. He imagined that beautiful smile now. That image in his mind gave him the extra push to make it into the house. He paused in the doorway, cocked his head to the side, and listened for any noise. He wanted to surprise his wife today. After hearing nothing but dead silence, he quietly set his bags down on the table in his study and began to search the house. Maybe she is sleeping, he thought to himself. He checked the bedroom, the bathrooms, the entertainment room, the hot tub room, and just about every other room in the house. He ended up in the living room, his brow furrowed as he thought of where she could possibly be. His arms already ached and longed to have her back in them. He glanced out the window to make sure her car was still in the driveway. After confirming that it was still sitting out in the sun where it had sat this morning, he sat and watched the dust bunnites swirl around in the shafts of light escaping through the curtains. He went over all the rooms in the house in his head, mentally noting that he had checked them all. Then suddenly he realized he hadn't checked the kitchen. Of course! The most obvious spot to check! He quietly tiptoed to the kitchen and peered around a corner cautiously. There she was, standing at the sink, quietly washing dishes. She hummed softly to herself, almost inaudible. No wonder he hadn't heard her. She was so quiet lately. He softly padded across the tile floor and wrapped his arms around her, startling her. She let out a gasp and he kissed her right temple.
"Hello my love," he said quietly in her ear.
"You scared me! How was your day dear?"
"It was probably better than yours. You shouldn't be doing dishes like this in your condition..." he replied.
Both looked down at her bulging almost 9 months pregnant stomach. She gently placed a hand on it and smiled at him. He began to help her clean the dishes. He washed, she dried, and he put them away. The dishwasher had broken a few nights before, so they were stuck hand washing for the present. Everything was happy and peaceful. He kissed her gently and they smiled lovingly at each other. Everything was as it should be.
Anyway, thats just from a dream I was told about and I thought it would be cool to write it down lol
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