Skyscraper daydream

It was 38 degrees Celsius and I was walking throughout the University lobby. Grappling with the temperature I drank water and happily dissociated talked to myself and swatting flies.

I closed eyes. I smiled at the girl standing in front of me, she was smaller and looked like a barbie — smiling back. Next to us the brown horse grazed and behind him was a New York or maybe other big american city full of skyscrapers. We were actually standing on one skyscraper roof. No barricade though, no railing, only a small step on the edge.

I go towards the girl and chat. I cuckoo at her and she likes it. I say that the two of us are just alike, like the gentle stallion, Problem — free.

I fear no heights, no reaction. Slowly I attach to the girl and we both watch problem free horse, while I remarked inspiration we should gain from it.

I lean towards her mouth so slowly, like never and I kiss her pink lips, strongly.

Little bit bewildered I opened eyes seeing checkered white and green tiled floor of the lobby, I go to the coffee machine, but someone wrote on the paper that it’s malfunctioning. But I know the world, so I pushed the americano button as always and it worked perfectly.

I drank the strong coffee, even for sunday evening. Why not!