Last November my mom won Disneyland tickets on the radio. It was super random, but hey, I'll take it. While I was experiencing the happiest place on earth I ran into a cute boy.
His name was Philip. Philip the monorail driver.
I had totally forgot about Philip until I had a dream last night that I went to Disneyland and saw Philip on the monorail. How random is that? I only saw him for all of a 10 minute and 30 second ride between Disneyland and Downtown Disney, and I was smitten, apparently.
So, today all day I couldn't help but think about Disneyland and my Philip.
Only, what do I know about him? Nothing. But, I would definitely marry him.
That would make me Mrs. Philip the Monorail Driver.
We could live in Sleeping Beauty's Castle and eat Monte Cristo sandwiches everyday.
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