Last night I had a dream that we were on a boat and then you gave me a mini banana because I was hungry, and when I opened it it was all mush but strangely not in a bad way, so I ate it even though I never eat bananas, and the boat was like a bus because you had to get off on your stop, and there was some sort of contest going on. But we were on a couch and you kissed me and told me silly things and poetry that wasn’t very good but was honest and peculiar and ironically poetic after all so I liked it anyway, and we both were laughing.

Then I woke up and realized I missed math class.