Friday, April 11, 2014

Weird Dreams (I Think He May Be Trying to Tell Me Something)

When I dream, I don't dream strange. Well, not what you'd call strange per se. I mean, to me the dreams seem strange, sure, but what may seem strange to me doesn't have to seem strange to you. You'll see for yourself, after all. You'd also think it probably goes both ways - that I'd find other people's dreams totally cool and normal. Even if those people themselves think they're having dreams that are strange. When people talk about their strange dreams though, I agree with them - those are some super weird dreams you guys are having! Anyway, let me tell you about a dream from a series of dreams I've had some time ago. 

Just like that, I'm in a garden. However, it's not just any garden, I recognize this place. "Oh my god! This is where she lives! I'm in her garden, how did I-" Movement inside the house suddenly interrupts the stream of my terrified thoughts. "I've gotta get outta here before anyone sees me, dammit!" I'm trying to sneak out back. I'm almost at the gate. I glance over my shoulder to make sure no one saw me. I turn my head back and- busted. She's standing right in front of me. I give her an awkward smile for I don't have the slightest idea of what to say. "Hi," she calmly goes. Still in dismay, I manage to get a "Hi" out of me too. Realizing I have to face her at last, I sit down and we start to talk. Well, it's mostly me talking. As I'm trying to explain why I behaved the way I did, I'm on the verge of a total breakdown. When I finally finish explaining myself the last words uttered are "Sorry. Sorry for all that. I was being an idiot."

That's it. Now you must be wondering if I'm high or something. I know I thought I was. My theory is that my brain was trying to tell me I can be a huge dick sometimes (and that I can). That I should do something about it so I don't make a complete retard out of myself in front of her, or anybody for that matter, if I ever meet her again. You see, the thing is she's real. She's as real as you can get. And it does kind of suck I'm too stubborn when I'm awake for this dream to ever become a reality. Then again, I don't think I even care anymore because what's that saying? Oh, right, life goes on.

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