I went out to greet Dad, I heard his day was pretty bad. I was going to ask him if everything was fine, but he handed me a box and said it was mine.
I curiously looked at it, And almost had a crazy fit. I recognized the packaging in an instant, For I had seen it many times before, though it was always distant.
iPhone 4, it said on the side. I gave a huge smile even the box couldn't hide. I then screamed and jumped and made a fool of myself I took with me all the electronics, while the box remained forgotten on a shelf.
I proceeded to explore my new piece of treasure, Its fast app switching making everything such a wonder . I silently thanked the power of the universe; Its multitasker-friendly program was simply diverse.
All too suddenly, I heard voices far away I opened my eyes and found that I lay On my back in bed, and it was just an ordinary day.
When I realized it was all just something I had dreamed, My heart shattered into a million pieces, so it seemed. While I could still feel the nonexistent iPhone in my hand, I was too depressed to even stand.
I finally managed to get up off the bed, And shake the glorious image out of my head. I turned on my computer to blog about my tragic state, And came across this email from Nuffnang that could change the course of my fate.
It told me how to make my dream come true, If my dream-self got an iPhone, my real-self should get one too. I sat down to think, on the floor, But all that my brain could say was;
Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 3:05 AM
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