Daydreams

I keep having this day dream. I'v been having it since yesterday and every time I think of it I get this horrible
aching feeling. As if I disparately need it.

The day dream goes as fallows, I'm always in this room and it's beautiful. It's pastel colored and has blue greyish hue cast about it because it's raining. For some reason I get this feeling like it's in London but I have no way of knowing that maybe it's because the book I'm reading is set in London. Anyway I'm sitting in this chair that's quite elegant and Victorian-esque . Next to the chair is a round end table with a teacup and saucer and the room smells of rose tea. Across from that is another chair much like the one I'm sitting in. I most often find myself in this daydream while reading so I am always reading in my daydream. Then when I realize I'v stopped reading and been pulled into my daydream I get that terrible feeling I told you about.

I don't know why this would be of any importance to who ever it is you are that are reading this right now. I just felt I should write it down so I did.