I am a very married woman, seriously: there is no grammatical mistake in there. I am so married, that even in my dreams I am married. Today I woke up feeling a little strange because in my dreams I had been cheating on my husband. The worst part of it, is that it felt really nice doing it! but because I am a very (happily :))married I couldn't help feeling guilty of dreaming such thing!
Everything started last night as I was listening to my daily dose of Jason Mraz's "I'm yours", that is somewhere between 5 to 20 times a day. I really love this song, it kind of makes me happy, and specially in the morning when I am getting ready to leave to work or for the University, it helps me to have a positive attitude towards life...and lastly I've been needing it a lot, because we are having no summer in Germany, and coming from Chile, sun in summer is a must to be able to survive the winter.
The thing is, that I always listen to this version from youtube, where he is singing live in Korea, but I had never wanted to click in the related links, I was afraid of being disappointed by the other songs. This has happened to me, and I think it has happened to almost everyone, you listen to one song, and you think, "oh this artist is really great!" and then the other songs are just :S. (OK, I have heard "lucky" on the radio and it is also a lovely song).
I also have to admit that I love to watch this youtube version because I like seeing him. He is so perfectly perfect! He is cute, sexy, smart, sensitive, funny, sings beautifully, AND plays the guitar. I have also read things he has written and his thoughts are so deep and inspiring. Well you see. I like him. a lot.
Going back to the story I wanted to tell. Last night I finally dared to listen to another Jason Mraz's song:"life is wonderful"
I was blown away by it!!! it is sooooooo beautiful, the lyrics are so touching. So I listened to the song until I could sing it by heart, I recorded myself singing it (I sound nice!!) and went to bed.
And here comes the dream:
For some weird reason I had been invited to a Jason Mraz's concert to sing "life is wonderful" with him. So we sung, it was great. After the concert he told me he loved the way I had sung and we noticed we were madly in love (it was a dream!!!!!) so he held me in his arms and (now I feel really embarrassed telling the dream)asked me to come with him to southern france. I have to say it, that hug felt so good!(I have really lively dreams) I went home to say goodbye to my husband (?!?!?!) and Jason and I agreed we would leave the following morning. So I arrived in the morning to pick him up, with my little suitcase and the red copybook I am always carrying around. I was standing on a garden and I could see him on his balcony reading a book and enjoying the morning sun. So I called his name, and he stood up and looked at me, and he asked: do I know you?
