In my dreams

Last night I dreamed I got a new puppy, but I wasn't bonded to her. I stood on one side of the street and watched as a neighbor walked my dog on the other side of the street. She accidentally dropped the leash, and the puppy took off running. The neighbor didn't seem to care, and walked away as if nothing happened. I frantically began searching for the puppy, imagining it was only a matter of time before I'd find her dead in the street.

Just as I was about to give up hope, a group of friends came walking toward me with the puppy safely in their care. I took the tiny dog in my arms and burst into tears.

"I didn't love her," I confessed. "And now I do. I love her."