Last night I dreamt a benevolent tranquility, a place deep in the Botanical Gardens of Puerto Vallarta Mexico, where the water has roaring tsunami-like waves, but an Atwater like shore-break. 

Gazing at the coral reef colored sunset I sit in awe,

I look out in the distance to see an 80 ft slimy one eyed squid playing 2018 Bruno Mars. I sit in awe

While air maxes disappear in the beige colored sand I Look around to see the infamous Drizzy Drake, we make eye contact. I take a picture, I say thanks, he responds “konichiwa”

Heads up, an elegant voice exclaims, I look to see Emma watson! Stop the cap I say to myself. This can't BeReal, all of a sudden

KAPOW!

A cinnamon french toast shaped frisbee slams into my head with the power of Bigfoot.

My head throbbing to the size of the intimidating number 10, I wake up startled, but I see paradise. Is this a dream I asked myself? No, I responded, this, this is the realest it gets.