Well last night was amazing. I met a girl online about a week ago, and we agreed to meet up at the cinema and have a meal after. When I got there I realised we never actually agreed a date and time to meet up, I freaked out at my error because she seemed really cool over chat and I thought i'd screwed up. So I frantically message her about the screw up, she's fine and understands and tells me to come to her house and we'll go for a walk along the beach and then back to hers and cook some nice food. So, thank **** for that, I still had a chance. Off I go to her house, and we hit it off immediately. She's the girl of my dreams! we have some amazing conversations walking down the beach, we're both really into each other. We get back to hers, have some wine, make some good food. She has a really amazing house, turns out she's well off and inherited a lot of money from her family. I'm the happiest i've ever been at my life at this point, I can finally see myself having an amazing future with this awesome girl as we sit talking to each other over food.
Mfw I wake up and realize it's a dream, it's negative temperatures outside and i'm late for work and have a ****ty meeting to attend. I almost cried on the spot
Seriously waking up from that and realising it wasn't real was a huge, massive, painful kick in the balls and stab in the heart. Pure torture...
Oh well.