The night I called her outside from inside a dream

The last time I saw her I was on acid. Before that time, she got me hooked on goat cheese, chocolate, and this amazing creature by Miyazaki called Totoro. She's a buni, but she's other person's huni. So I always show respect.

Last night I asked her out but she was sick. But that didn't stop us from meeting, because later on, during one of my darkest dreams, not knowing what to do, I called to the real world. I swear this was the strangest dream.

I noticed a number written below the pay phone, so I picked it up and without inserting a coin I dialed it. Before any ring or tone sound, I recognized her voice. It was her, the bunny. I don't know how, why or what, but that was her on the line and I felt happy. I started describing her what was happening in my dream, she didn't seem very surprised or interested, but it didn't matter, because chaos reached me again and I had to go.

I'm glad she was the first person I talked to this morning.