Mug Drunk

I have this dream where we are content in collaboration
I am writing airport novels, and you are taking pictures of happy couples
Yeah, you're taking wedding photos

And in this dream, we are struggling to pay the rent
Put my life into boxes, count the issues but never solve them
But you're not worried about it

And I'm washing dishes, cleaning cabinets
You're working too hard and I can't stand it

I write between the lines: I'm glad you're in my life