So last night I had a dream.
No not in the Martin Luther King Kind of way. My dream was really... STUPID
It was about a boy I knew in high school... Okay fine full disclosure, a Boy I was in love with in High school, He was my best friend, but to be honest I hadn't given him much thought in years. I can't even remember the last time I saw him, or even spoke to him.
So the dream was set in London (1st thing that makes absolutely no sense! I have never been to London, and I really doubt he has ever been to London either. there is no reason for my dream to be in London, and yet we are there) in a pub no less (I have never been inside a pub so I am guessing my imaginative pub that looked old and ragged with wooden tables and sort of medieval vibe to it is not even a little bit accurate).
He was there sitting next to me in a tux, those classic penguin ones (Why in a tux? No idea, I always preferred him more in jeans and t-shirt) He still looks like he did in high school, Very tall, his dirty blonde hair longer but otherwise the same. And in the dream my legs are weak as they usually were when I was around him, but even in my dream I know he shouldn't be there, Even in my dream it makes no sense that he is there.
I want to ask him why he is there? and What the hell we are doing in London!
Then just before I even speak to him I notice its not just him! There is a whole table like 30ft long with people I knew at one point in my life, everyone is in fancy outfits and outrages hats. I see the boy I bit in second grade (He is bigger but I recognize him) there is that boy who wore glasses but still teased me for wearing them myself, then there is my friend who was suppose to dance with me at my XVera but ended up breaking his leg! The two girls who never offered me a cigarette (Not that I smoke but its still nice to be offered some) My friend Clau is there! she is wearing our old high school uniform, and siting next to her ex from high school. Then on the other side of me are two girls, that look like cheerleader and who I have no clue of who they are but they are so happy to see me! You know since they are full of pep!!!
So after I focus again on the guy from high school, somehow he asks me to meet him after this (what ever it is) so we can catch up, I feel nervous, but I say yes. So apparently whatever event we were at is ending and as we get ready to go I tell him I'll catch up with him and I go exchanges info with the cheerleaders, (Again I don't know why but apparently we are going to have a blast at the coffee shop later!!!) So after I made a totally unnecessary stop, I catch up with him, he tells me he just needs to get some things from the gift shop, so in a round table he places rocks! like all shapes and sizes, but all in a ivory travertine color (I notice things like types of rocks and tiles since I work here) I tell him it looks heavy and then like five other guys, (One I recognize as the first guy ever to ask me to be his girlfriend, but the rest I have no clue of who they are ) They begin moving the table up some super steep and uneven staircase, (Also I am no longer in London, I am in Venice, I guess we all have teleportation in my dream) I don't even ask why we are moving a table filled with stones, I simply ask if it going to take long or not.
He gives me that grin that used to melt me in to a puddle in High School, and I apparently decide to wait while I play fuzball with another firend (Who I have no idea when he got there, nor how) As we play I begin to wonder if meeting him to catch up later might not be a good idea, after all he has his life, (Some how I know he has 4 boys and is married) and I have my life (Apparently I am suddenly wearing a flamenco dress, in my dream I dance flamenco, yeah that would never happen!)Still The grin, the eyes, the hair is enough to want me not to care and meet him.
Then a fat Italian guy, that looks very much like that guy from the lady and the tramp cartoon is chasing us because we weren't suppose to take the table, rocks start falling, people are screaming, The guy from High school grabs my hand and we are off running! and birds are chirping, and everything looks further and further away! until I spot my ceiling, and I am still not sure where I am but those goddam birds keep chirping and suddenly I realize I am back in my room, waking up to my alarm clock, and I am feeling exhausted and as if I haven't slept a wink!
So yeah, STUPID DREAM!!!
Stupid Stupid Senseless Dream !!!
No not in the Martin Luther King Kind of way. My dream was really... STUPID
It was about a boy I knew in high school... Okay fine full disclosure, a Boy I was in love with in High school, He was my best friend, but to be honest I hadn't given him much thought in years. I can't even remember the last time I saw him, or even spoke to him.
So the dream was set in London (1st thing that makes absolutely no sense! I have never been to London, and I really doubt he has ever been to London either. there is no reason for my dream to be in London, and yet we are there) in a pub no less (I have never been inside a pub so I am guessing my imaginative pub that looked old and ragged with wooden tables and sort of medieval vibe to it is not even a little bit accurate).
He was there sitting next to me in a tux, those classic penguin ones (Why in a tux? No idea, I always preferred him more in jeans and t-shirt) He still looks like he did in high school, Very tall, his dirty blonde hair longer but otherwise the same. And in the dream my legs are weak as they usually were when I was around him, but even in my dream I know he shouldn't be there, Even in my dream it makes no sense that he is there.
I want to ask him why he is there? and What the hell we are doing in London!
Then just before I even speak to him I notice its not just him! There is a whole table like 30ft long with people I knew at one point in my life, everyone is in fancy outfits and outrages hats. I see the boy I bit in second grade (He is bigger but I recognize him) there is that boy who wore glasses but still teased me for wearing them myself, then there is my friend who was suppose to dance with me at my XVera but ended up breaking his leg! The two girls who never offered me a cigarette (Not that I smoke but its still nice to be offered some) My friend Clau is there! she is wearing our old high school uniform, and siting next to her ex from high school. Then on the other side of me are two girls, that look like cheerleader and who I have no clue of who they are but they are so happy to see me! You know since they are full of pep!!!
So after I focus again on the guy from high school, somehow he asks me to meet him after this (what ever it is) so we can catch up, I feel nervous, but I say yes. So apparently whatever event we were at is ending and as we get ready to go I tell him I'll catch up with him and I go exchanges info with the cheerleaders, (Again I don't know why but apparently we are going to have a blast at the coffee shop later!!!) So after I made a totally unnecessary stop, I catch up with him, he tells me he just needs to get some things from the gift shop, so in a round table he places rocks! like all shapes and sizes, but all in a ivory travertine color (I notice things like types of rocks and tiles since I work here) I tell him it looks heavy and then like five other guys, (One I recognize as the first guy ever to ask me to be his girlfriend, but the rest I have no clue of who they are ) They begin moving the table up some super steep and uneven staircase, (Also I am no longer in London, I am in Venice, I guess we all have teleportation in my dream) I don't even ask why we are moving a table filled with stones, I simply ask if it going to take long or not.
He gives me that grin that used to melt me in to a puddle in High School, and I apparently decide to wait while I play fuzball with another firend (Who I have no idea when he got there, nor how) As we play I begin to wonder if meeting him to catch up later might not be a good idea, after all he has his life, (Some how I know he has 4 boys and is married) and I have my life (Apparently I am suddenly wearing a flamenco dress, in my dream I dance flamenco, yeah that would never happen!)Still The grin, the eyes, the hair is enough to want me not to care and meet him.
Then a fat Italian guy, that looks very much like that guy from the lady and the tramp cartoon is chasing us because we weren't suppose to take the table, rocks start falling, people are screaming, The guy from High school grabs my hand and we are off running! and birds are chirping, and everything looks further and further away! until I spot my ceiling, and I am still not sure where I am but those goddam birds keep chirping and suddenly I realize I am back in my room, waking up to my alarm clock, and I am feeling exhausted and as if I haven't slept a wink!
So yeah, STUPID DREAM!!!
Stupid Stupid Senseless Dream !!!
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