I was having a comfortable and civilized conversation.
He asked me about life, about love.
I replied with simple words like "happy", "nice", "useful", "promising"... I had nothing to complain.
He asked about my job.
I said "incredible", "changes", "happy", "tired"...
He said he'd stalked me from time to time.
It surprised me.
I said I did it on him, once or twice. Nothing much, moving on.
And then I woke up.
Moving on... and having a weird dream that's becoming a blur the more I try to recreate it in my mind.
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