I'm pretty sure I was born at the wrong time, or maybe society is that messed up. Either way, I still get to live my dream. It's the winter season when everyone is either super grumpy or extremely nice. I never knew any dream I ever had would come true, and you could easily guess most of my dreams and what I aspire to be. But this dream come true was more than just that, it was like everything negative left me, I enjoyed life, I knew what I wanted, and it was all right there and last all but a mere ten seconds. Sitting in his lap, leaning against his body with his arms around me, engulfing me in his warmth, and his sweet smell, with my arm, wrapped around his neck, and the other one holding the old-fashioned camera he got me, that I could feel all the possible photos in the future to come, and I'm not just talking about the eight that were in there. We were smiling, laughing, and having fun. I Kissed his cheek right has I hit the red button and suddenly it was like lightning struck my heart and made it skip and beat, or made it beat even faster, and then hearing the mechanical gears turn, so the camera would spit out my memory, one that I would realize very rapidly would be my favorite. It was killing my patience waiting for the picture to develop. When I finally looked at it, It was like I was reliving it again and again, every time I see it. He made my dream come true over a stupid camera, a camera that made me smile and cry when I first saw it, a camera I will always treasure.
