dreams

When everything comes crashing down, Adam and me have this scenario...

Me: 'can we move away?'
Adam: 'when, now?'
Me: 'yes"
Adam: 'sure... where?'

Me: 'well, we'll go to Scotland first, and get married... or maybe Las Vagas. Then we'll move to Spain, eat egg and chips everyday in a British cafe and drink Guiness in an Irish bar. You can watch Sky Sports News, and i'll sunbathe. It'll be just us two, and nothing can hurt us ever again'
Adam: *smiles* 'shall i book our tickets?'

It never happens, i doubt it ever will...
But it makes my day that little less crappy, and brings out the smile he's been waiting for all day.