In My Dreams

I watched the Hallmark Sunday night movie and it got me thinking:   

Would you toss coins in a wishing well 

for the chance to dream for seven nights 

of your true love?

The basic plot of the movie was this:  After tossing coins in Haywood Fountain, the two start dreaming about each other. According to fountain mythology, they have exactly seven days to turn their dreams into a reality.

Could finding love be that simple?  

I like believing in things that are a little beyond the norm, what the majority of the people might scoff at.  There's something magical about someone coming to you in a dream, someone who could be the love of your life.  

But then again, Taylor Swift sings:  I'm not a Princess, this ain't a fairy tale.  

Sometimes love is just that simple, like a dream.
And sometimes love is just that difficult, and it's not a fairy tale.


Which one do you prefer?