So I dreamed about you last night. Just a little bit.
I dreamed that you wanted to go to the movie theatre and I was grumpy because we only had a little time together, why do we have to do something I can't enjoy (because of my hearing) and it won't feel like we're really spending time together. You probably wanted to watch one of your silly movies anyway. Well, we went to the bank machine and you tried to use your ATM card but it didn't work, I guess because they don't have ATMs in Heaven. I don't know. I don't recall what happened after that, did we actually get into the movie? I don't know. My alarm went off, oh why did I set the alarm last night?
I miss you.