There is a wonderful woman that sits next to me at work named Luisa. We were talking today about dreams and such, and she proceeds to tell me about a dream she had last night. Now, before I go into what she dreamed about, you must know the kind of woman Luisa is. She is a very beautiful, skinny woman with a crazy afro. She gives off the impression of a touch outer shell, but has her moments when you can see straight to her heart. Anyway, she goes on to tell us the amazing dream she had:
"Someone was driving my Saab. I dont know who this girl was, but for some reason I allowed her to drive my car. Now, I am a huge fan of my car and never let anyone drive it. I am so much in love with my car that I park away from other cars so it wont get dented by the carelessness of other drivers. So this girl opens the car door, bagging it on another car. in my dream i kept telling myself 'dont get mad, dont get mad.' then my dream cuts to another scene where this kid has ice cream. this little guy takes his ice cream and DUMPS it in my hair. seriously. I have to tell myself 'dont get mad.' and it seems to work. i go home, and wash my hair over the sink, thinking the whole time how nice it would be to have some ice cream...how happy it would make me. then i wake up. craziest dream. but i think that it has a hidden meaning. maybe i need to calm down a little. breathe. and eat some ice cream."
After me and our supervisor, Kristie, heard this this dream we laughed a little and went on with our day. About an hour later, Kristie comes over to our cubicles with ice cream sundaes that she has purchased for our customer sevice department. Kristie walks over to Luisa and says "I hear you need some ice cream." Luisa stands there, shocked. I have never seen her like that before. So very thankful and blessed to have people in her life that hear a dream like hers and do something as small as give her ice cream. i wish more people could be like Kristie. because people like Luisa would be forever greatful for the small gifts of kindness.
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