Monday, July 18, 2011

so many dreams about you, but i recall little.
i remember being in my room and us doing intimate things. you had on white underwear. i remember trying to see if i could spot anything. either my dad came home and was in his room, or we discovered that he'd been there the entire time. i'm not sure what happened after that. but i know i wanted to continue what i'd been doing before but obviously had some misgivings.
another was that you had come out to visit. i believe this dream happened before the others so i remember only that. i think there was something about me working at b&bw. i think i didn't want you to leave. we ran out of time?
another dream was that some guy was following me as i tried to go into this apt. complex/dorm i lived in. it turned into a dept. store. i ended up looking at wedding dresses so he wouldn't find me. i was glad you'd never know i was looking at them. as i was doing this, a fat, black girl in a wheelchair came over with an attendant/nurse. she started yelling @ both of us to hand over one of the dresses (oddly enough, none of them were white) and i just ignored her. she became irate and one of us escalated it. by the way, it was obvious somehow that she was in her condition because of some virus, or some cause that wasn't her fault. so it was ~scandalous~ (and funny) when i yelled @ her that she became that way b/c she was born on a fat farm. then i apologised and explained to her that she needed to learn the value of please & thank you. she wheeled away after that.
last dream, which may have come after, was being in the car with some male, my mother, and a girl i went to high school with. she was herself but i think she also represented laura. she was asking me about you (which made it awkward). she asked something about how we were doing or whatever and who knows what i said. all i remember her asking was, "so, how do you feel about him liking you that much?: as if everyone knew, as if it was a huge, unbelievable amount of affection you held for me. i answered with, "it's insane".

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