July 5th, 2009


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Busy busy dreams last night.

- I had a boyfriend that I cared greatly for. I felt as if I might be smothering him, so I stayed away, feeling he would come get me when he was ready. He never came. I spent time obsessing over his feelings for me and staring out of a 2nd story window, awash in depression for this and other things. There was also a point where his hair turned grey and he kept yelling for this pretty woman to come dye it back to brown for him.

- I realized I was dreaming. The second I came to this 100% realization, I knew I could fly. I can do ANYTHING in my dreams, right? I had to coax myself into flight, and couldn't make it very far, unfortunately. Instead of actually flying, it was more of a giiiiiiant jump to another location. In talking to a guy, I realized that I had superpowers, but what good is flying without anything else? I loved being able to jump up to the top of buildings and see the world differently.

- I was watching something on a television or somesuch, and reading a pamphlet about a man. Someone told me that this man was my absolute SOUL MATE. I watched the videos obsessively and began to fall in love with him. Someone then pointed out the small print to me: The video was old, the man was born in the 1920s. I then noticed a picture off to the side of the man in his 80s. I sobbed for the unfairness of being meant for someone that I could never feasibly have, and that this meant that it was written in fate that I would be single for the rest of my life.

There was much, much more, but it's already faded into obscurity.