Underneath the covers I hid. I was trying to conjure up a dream that I had earlier that morning. I hopped into the passenger seat of a car and with nowhere in the middle to seat I shrugged to the girl who was coming in after me. I stretched my arms open for her to realize it was safe to sit with me. This was all though of in a matter of seconds as she jumped in leaving the car door swinging as the car took off dangling her arm and blowing her hair in the wind. It came over me, a sweet happiness that started at the foot and traveled to the mouth where I smiled and a bit made it to my eyes, which were making long blinks. She sat on my lap in a cradled position putting her arms around my neck; there was nothing sexual about it. It was intimate; this was what intimacy was to me. I reached for the seatbelt and pulled it around the both of us so we were both secure. I don’t remember her face…the instant I awoke her face disappeared from my memory. Could this have been a sign, a sign that I didn’t need to search for one person and that through somebody special could I only achieve this kind of delight. I didn’t need to spend the rest of the year searching for a girl with brown hair, droopy eyes and a name of Jennifer. I think her name was Jennifer but it’s unimportant. I huff and puff underneath the covers while closing my eyes waiting to fall into a deep slumber. It doesn’t come and only when it doesn’t do I consider these thoughts and put them down. It’s only when something is brief and magical that it can be recollected. The Main Street Electrical Parade at Disneyland is brief for me; I’ve seen it once and didn’t pay much attention to it. It happened in a magical place…what some would say is. So they put the parade on a tape and sell it to all the visitors willing to pay and it’s embedded into a history of their lives. That day we saw the parade that I can’t quite remember but lets pull out the tape and watch. Something long, something un-magical is always forgotten. You’ve got no choice but to remember something so small and magical in your long life even if you hated it…or only dreamed about it. I can testify to this.