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I’m a successful artist with an endless money stream.
I own a beautiful beach house and I'm on the sailing team.
I fly a private jet.
Not a single stress or fret!
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Ugh, was that really just a dream?
About the Creator
Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.
Also, i love you:)
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Comments (4)
A clever and effective way of highlighting the contrast between dreams and reality.👌👌👌💓💓
The wonderful life described just slipped from my grasp!
Love the ending!
LOL! I was like oh yeah, that's the life and then the beep, beep reality hit. Ah, dreams :) Well done!