Staying buried

I think this room really give me weird dreams. There's one more just now, when I was taking my nap at around 5pm.

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It all started at the beach.

I see you from afar, just walking around, and once in a while, kneeling and picking up seashells. I'm partially buried, so I did not see you when you walked out of my sight. You'll pick one, and look at it for a few seconds, but you don't keep it, you just toss it behind you and moved on. You continued doing this for quite a number of time..and then you reached me.

I guess I was either a hermit crab in a seashell, or I was the seashell itself. Weird dream, eyh? :\

Anyway, I was right in your face..or your eye, because I think I was one of 'em conch shells and you were staring at me with one eye shut.

I was already expecting it, to be treated like the others. You would just take a look at me and then toss me behind you and walk on...but you didn't. Instead, you took me closer to the sea, and washed off the sand on my shell, and kept me in your jeans.

From then on, it was pitch dark, but then, I was near you, so everything is okay. :)

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I hope you pick me this time. I'll stay buried in the sand till you pick me up, and no rush, take your time.