57 Dreams

My dream started with gawking at large double doors made of wood in front of me, with holes carved at the center of each of them, shaped like window hearts.

My eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

I didn't know what to do.

Was this a random dream or was I going to meet another Greek God on the other side?

I looked around the red walls and the striped couches with the red-and-white 'candy cane motif' around me.

I realized quickly that there was no way in and no way out except this particular door.

There was no sign of Gabriel in this room, too.

By the way, our arguments had escalated previously before this dream, I half-expected Gabriel to invade my subconscious right now when this perverted guy was so eager to invade even my personal space.

"But you like it, anyway." My inner voice whispered.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I said out loud, covering my mouth as I caught myself muttering alone.