A decision made
I woke up in my bed and realized I hadn’t dreamt of anything at all that night. I remember going to bed and lying in a fetal position looking at the painting until my eyelids grew heavy, which didn’t take long, and then I had fallen asleep. The next thing I knew I was opening my eyes to the sound of radio and hitting the snooze button to shut it up. My body felt rested but I was still getting over not seeing Peter in my dreams anymore. I had a feeling that would take longer than a few nights though. Still, it would be great if there was some kind of pill that would just cure a broken heart.
Today was Friday and I was meeting Dave later for dinner. I didn’t know where yet but I was pretty sure he would text me during the day. It was still dark out but I