I was running down the block when i realized that i should take bigger steps. I started soaring into large gallops and could run as fast as I wanted.
I ran past my house, past the bridge, all the way to school. when I got to school, the inside was a giant walkway in which I walked along side my best friend, and he was smoking.
I told him to pass it, but he wouldn’t, and I got mad and yelled at him to pass it. He still didnt so I threatened to smoke my own. He still didnt pass it. I became so furious and sad that my friend wouldn’t even look at me, so I smoked my own.
He finished his smoke and asked for me to pass mine…so I did.
“For the past few weeks I’m having a recurring dream of us meeting half way between our two cities. I’ll park and wait for you in the Starbucks parking lot, and wait. You arrive and we both get out of our cars and jump into each others arms. You’ve never been one to cry, but you bawl your eyes out and whisper in my ear how much you love me, how much you miss me, and how you never want to be without me again. You hold my chin up with one hand and with the other wipe my tears and kiss me.
Then I wake up and remember how the last time we spoke, you told me you hated me and never wanted to speak to me or see me again. Distance and heart break are the worst pains I’ve felt in my life so far.
Every night I go to sleep, I hope I keep dreaming this dream. At least for some small time I won’t have to miss you as much.”
I’m at a party hosted by the family of one of my friends . My friend is the son and he has a sister. I am drinking out of a glass. I drop it down in the sink and pick it back up and drink out of it. I realize that part of the top of the glass is broken. I realize that I have some glass in my mouth and I pull out a large sliver. I swallow and am afraid that I have swallowed a small piece of glass. There is a vague pain in my stomach. I ask my host to use their computer to google what to do if this has happened. Their crazy old computer is near impossible to use. I can’t get it to type correctly using any of the three keyboards connected to it. I ask my friend’s sister to help. She messes with the incredibly complicated 3D keyboard to no avail. A girl I know (from high school journalism?) trips over my keyboard cord as I work on the couch. She is all right. Her family is there and is very excited about Obama.
I dreamt of the Kdrama “Happiness”. There was a bonfire in the middle, the characters were surrounding it. One woman rubbed her hands together in a praying gesture, while the others looked up at the sky. Not very far away was a guy hidden next to the shed. He was looking at his love. Watching, not knowing some guys were approaching him with pitchforks and spears. I stood in horror as they jumped him, slashing, poking him. Then another mob came of the the shed he had previously hid next to and jumped him, tearing his body to shreds. The people at the bonfire resumed their cries to the heavens as the death of the young man lay unaware.
Last night i dreamt that the gnome i gave you was returned to me while i was in the middle of eating heavily salted and buttered rice. I was then pushed into a pink plush chair and forced to listen to dogs bark.
I was on a roof of a building with my fellow power rangers. I was the pink ranger along with another. Monsters appeared out of nowhere and my teammates began fighting them off. I stood there on the roof with another girl blue ranger, we didn’t want to fight. We were scared to. When the fighting was over, the red ranger came up to me and wondered, ” You can’t fight?” I replied with, “Yeah.”
Out of nowhere he charged at me with the intent to hurt me. When he came closer, out of instinct I kicked at him, and he managed to dodge it easily. ” See, you can do it if you tried.”
First of all, I’m a dude. You should know this. I’m comfortable with my dudeness.
That being said, I had a dream I was in a white room in a unitard. Music played, and I was suddenly flanked by two similar looking guys in unitards. We started dancing the dance from the Beyonce video– “If You Like It Then you Should Have Put A Ring On It.”
…and we fucking owned it.
I dreamt of you last night.
I was playing a video game while laying down. You came and lay next to me, played the video game with me.
Then, I’m not sure who started it, but we hugged. A glorious, lasting motion that deserves some holier term than a mere ‘hug.’ We held each other. And lay next to each other. And slept.
You smiled at me. A purer smile i have yet to see. There was no scorn. No cynicism. No lust. Just pure, unadulterated love.
And then I awoke to cold, cruel reality. Where we spin circles around each other each and every day. Where I ache for my dreams to become reality.
I had a dream a while back, where me and three girls that I knew were walking to a park by our lake in my hometown. As we got closer the scenery changed there were mountains behind the lake and pictures popping up in the sky. Two of the girls left and me and the other girl started taking pictures of ourselves by the palm trees. Side note… we don’t have palm trees where I live. Anyways then I looked at the lake and there was a white dolphin in the water. I tried to pet it but it swam away into a boat house. So I go in the boat house and try to pet it again and it swims outside the boat house and climbs up the side. I walk out of the boat house and the dolphin popped around the corner and it was Tyra Banks. I had this dream last year sometimes.