This morning, I awoke to a wonderful cup of hot, aromatic coffee. Just a moment before, I had spotted a fuchsia dragon, swimming in the fluffy clouds. I stretched my hand to it and the little dragon sat in my palm. I marveled at the beautiful thing, with its striking yellow eyes and a long purplish blue tongue. I put the little dragon in front of a potted plant that was annoying me for some reason I wasnt sure of. To my surprise, the little dragon chomped the plant in one swift bite, leaving just a bit of a stump. Dreaming is a marvelous thing, as is waking up to a warm cup of coffee.
