[11:41 a.m.] : [2001-06-23]
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the dream started off plain enough. the typical Red Dawn type start. Me and Terrence where just kickin' it on the balcany of a house, i don't know who's house or where but it felt so very familiar, i guess thats the thing about dreams one of them anyway that is so magical, nothing feels like home(nothing (can/does) feel like home). looking around talking about leaving this place and then the russians come in and after avoiding some gun fire in our direction we make it back inside the house that feels so known. the phones are all down, but then just as quick, the red threat is gone. things are back in place and minor actions and tasks are carried out. but there was something i needed to do, somewhere to go, for what purpose i do not know. but i arrive at this place where things are shutting down and the people are getting off and relaxing, i make some contacts and am welcomed. we chat and one person, a female i noticed when i had first arrived at this place, is lingering on the outskirts of the conversation i'm having with two others. she leans over to me and asks if i would like to somewhere else, with her. (don't jump to conclusions, this isn't a horny teenage dream. while yes i looked up at her and was for a second captivated with her, it is all innocent.) we leave and it seems are all alone in the universe, chatting. sincere, enjoying each others company,... i hate this house, my room. right next to the bathroom(there is only one) and always i get waken up by people in the shower, it is one of the driving forces behind my impending departure. that is the one thing about dreams i've never been able to understand. how we can in such a short time find and become so attached to someone. it seems silly, but it isn't the first time i've fallen in love in a dream. but you always wake up and the girl is gone, and you never got her name, you have never seen her face befor, and i doubt she has ever been real to begin with. it seems cruel, i never dream of love for me with others i know, girls i've chased for years yes they are players sometimes in that realm. but always in other capacities. never do we meet and they fall in love with me and make things how i would like, more often than not i see them and they are happy and always out of reach. why then can i find myself taken by strangers who never exist. why then do i have to wake up. |
