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♡ I had a dream about Jon Hamm ♡

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Dreams are wishes of happiness,
In your sleep, you have no worries,
You express yourself sincerely.
If you have faith, who knows, maybe someday
Fate will smile on you.
Just dream and firmly hope,
Forget about the present,
And your dream will come true.

Dreams are desires and every time you close your eyes they save your life, especially in this shitty lockdown period. Spring is here, and with it, all our thoughts flow with flowers, pink, light blue, yellow, butterflies fly, we want strawberries with cream and to go around without the duvet, the scarf, and the wool cap.
Spring brings us a strange and unfailing desire for bright colors, to leave the house, to walk in the park (perhaps barefoot, like in that fantastic movie), to walk along the river that crosses our beautiful city or to go to the countryside watching the fruit trees dressed in multicolor flowers.
Although we are all at home, worried about our loved ones, bored about the lack of "things to do", nervous about the quarantine, afraid because we know it will end, but we don't know when: spring is here, outside our homes, on our balconies, on the terraces, in front of the windows and in front of the doors of our houses. Never as in this period have we noticed how beautiful and nice are the sparrows that chat unceasingly, hopping on the windowsill, and never as in this period have we kept company to the almost surreal silences of our cities.
We have a lot of time to devote to ourselves, to think about what really makes us happy and who the people we miss most are because when it ends we will tell them loudly, in fact, I would do it immediately, a phone call, a message, a beautiful email full of thoughts, affection, and love, the real one. Love for our parents, for our siblings for grandparents, for a friend, love for someone we never said to. While I think about all this I hum this song linked to a beautiful Disney fairy tale, I sing it thinking that it will soon end.
"FORGET ABOUT THE PRESENT AND YOUR DREAM WILL COME TRUE"
I will leave the house with a different awareness, I will try to give value to the little things that have given me happiness in the lonely days of this COVID 19. In order not to feel guilty, in these days I have arranged the closets, I wanted to see what I needed, what was missing to face the summer: how many things buried under other things ... how many shirts that should be worn perhaps with a new pair of pants. I have a wardrobe overflowing with clothing and accessories, but I would like to have twice as many. I absolutely miss high-heeled shoes, because the heel makes me more slender and allows me to walk in a more sinuous way so as not to look like a clumsy weight lifter; digging in my closet I found a very old, long, somewhat folk dress, and I thought that I would like to put it on a Sunday for lunch with my family, in a restaurant surrounded by greenery, with the veranda covered with vine branches, but I need a pair of sandals suitable for the situation! And while I was revolutionizing my wardrobe, putting the clothes in chromatic order, the t-shirts folded almost geometrically, socks all paired and divided between sports, glitter, solid color, for sleeping ... while doing all this, I kept humming this song, which I had heard while watching Cinderella, and for a few hours I felt like Cinderella (when she had already met the prince charming, not before!) I played with my clothes, I wanted and dreamed of having new bags, a straw hat, new big diva sunglasses, and then again I wanted long skirts, mini shorts to go to the beach, a long black dress with a bare back to wear when I finally go out to dinner with Jon Hamm, and he will have a nice pair of beige chinos, the white shirt, and his adorable "asshole" face. And meanwhile I was humming "if you have faith, who knows, maybe someday" .. because I am sure that these days of imprisonment will end, and whoever comes out alive, will be changed, different, inside, in the heart. What I wanted to communicate, with this jumble of words is that everything changes, everything passes, the important thing is not to get crushed by anguish and occasionally abandon yourself to dreams, because dreams are desires!
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