Sunday, January 07, 2007

Weirdo Dream

I've been having some crazy dreams lately. I think that it is the biphasic sleeping-it makes my dreams more intense. Last night, I dreamt that I lived in an apartment by myself, and there was a guy who lived in the same complex. He had two best friends that were both girls. He kept coming over to my house and talking to me, but he never really said anything about being attracted to me. I wasn't attracted to him, but I did wonder if he was attracted to me but shy because he never really had a reason to come over, yet he was over at least once a day.

I then noticed that he had made copies of something I had written to him and both of his friends had written stuff (as if judging or grading what I was saying) in red beside my comments. When I asked him about it, he gave me a typewritten form letter telling me that he has decided that we can't be involved because he is really in love with one of his best friends. He apologized that nothing could come of our relationship. There were boxes on the form letter with check marks in them. Other options were: Will you marry me? and I want to ask you out. I don't know if it had occurred to him to give me the form letter previously or not, but apparently we were breaking up even though I didn't even know we were dating.

I talked to his other best friend about it-not the one who "stole" him from me. She told me that he had consulted both his friends as well as his parents about it. I said something about not really knowing that there was anything going on, and the friend said that she wasn't surprised because he was a little odd. She then told me that he sent out "Beware-I'll be joining you" cards to every member of the local gym before he joined it.

What does it mean?!!

1 comment:

Angel Feathers Tickle Me said...

These eyes they grieve in pity for my heart. I have known the suffering of every tear utterly undone they fall. Will they remember the words I spoke? My gentle heart goes willingly with her, but I must remain here. Weeping, I then will speak of her again, and again, who to her heaven came so suddenly, leaving Love grieving here on earth with me...

To the high heaven she has gone, up to the realm where Angels dwell in peace, she lives with them now. To this world she bade farewell. Tis no degree of cold on her has won, nor of such heat as makes all others cease: it only was her goodness, great appeal. So did her shining humbleness excel, it passed the heavens with such wondrous worth, it moved to marvel the eternal Sire, so that a sweet desire pricked Him to call such worthiness from earth, and made her to himself go from down here: for when He saw this life of suffering had not been made for such a gentle thing...


Her gentle spirit, full of gentle grace, at last departed from her beauteous frame, and chose in glory its most worthy home. He who weeps not, {Mark David Breakiron} when talking of her trace, harbors a heart of wickedness and shame, to which no kindly spirits ever shall come.


No mind, if heart is wicked, may so roam as to imagine in the least her lot: therefore no grief or weeping will transpire. But sadness and desire of tears and sighs and death, and every thought that fails to comfort for a loss of immense, conquer those souls that even once recall the thing she was, now taken from us all...

Ahhhhhhhhh so much anguish nearly halts my breath when the least thought to this comes in my grievous mind brings back the one who split my heart in me; and oftentimes, when thinking of her death the color from my face fades utterly. And when the imagining is sharp in me, from everywhere I'm struck by such dismay that at the ache I feel right then I start to cry, and so distraught it grows. Fore it is then that I am alone in every crowd.

I wander in my tears....

For a face that looks like mine.

Angel Feathers Tickle Me