Interesting... meme... sort of.
So I was just cleaning out my purse, because honestly, it NEEDED IT, and it was time. (Tell you what though. Even the simplest tasks are made 500 times worse with an injured wrist. Took me over an hour to clean out my purse when it should have taken me 15 minutes. *sigh* oh well.) And I stumbled upon these papers that were all jumbled up together with my writing on them. Thing is, I don't actually remember writing them. Ever. But it's definitely my writing, and it's my paper from my planner that it's written on. So I decided to read through them to see if anything would spark a memory and NOTHING! Now if that's not weird enough, whatever I was writing was either a dream or a story line, because it certainly would never have happened to me in real life. I decided to post it verbatim here, to see if anyone else has any ideas as to why I would be writing such strange things and subsequently forgetting about them...
Okay, so here's what I wrote...whenever I wrote it... And I warned you, it's verbatim, so don't blame the current me for the mistakes and run-ons.
"The family and I are in a hotel- we've just arrived and are beginning to unpack but I'm in the lobby for whatever reason. While I'm at/near the front desk, I run into another large family and it seems like I know them vaguely. The mother greets me and she has several sons, all between 20-25. Then one turns to around and looks at me- It's like running into a long lost love again, but neither of us can explain the feeling. He looks a bit like Prince Wendel. He smiles at me, and we walk closer to each other- he takes hold of both my hands and we begin to dance- waltxing all the way across the lobby, swirling and twirling and laughing as we cross the marble floors. We dance our way up to my family's room, all the way through the hallways to his own private room, while we finally collapse on his couch laughing so hard we can't move. He's laying on top of me, looking down with adoration in his eyes and smiling. He leans down to kiss me and we're interrupted by the arrival of the rest of his family, still only vaguely familiar. He takes my hand and pulls me to follow him out to a more private place; we try my room, but my family's occupying it. We go to the lobby but both our families are there- we go out to the roof and finally privacy! And again, we begin to dance. Dancing closer than before, body to body, slowly swaying from side to side. --- but I wonder about the new day."
No kidding. That's what it is, precisely re-written out. I swear it must have been a dream I had or something, but I just DON'T remember either the dream OR writing it! Weird, or what?
Okay, so here's what I wrote...whenever I wrote it... And I warned you, it's verbatim, so don't blame the current me for the mistakes and run-ons.
"The family and I are in a hotel- we've just arrived and are beginning to unpack but I'm in the lobby for whatever reason. While I'm at/near the front desk, I run into another large family and it seems like I know them vaguely. The mother greets me and she has several sons, all between 20-25. Then one turns to around and looks at me- It's like running into a long lost love again, but neither of us can explain the feeling. He looks a bit like Prince Wendel. He smiles at me, and we walk closer to each other- he takes hold of both my hands and we begin to dance- waltxing all the way across the lobby, swirling and twirling and laughing as we cross the marble floors. We dance our way up to my family's room, all the way through the hallways to his own private room, while we finally collapse on his couch laughing so hard we can't move. He's laying on top of me, looking down with adoration in his eyes and smiling. He leans down to kiss me and we're interrupted by the arrival of the rest of his family, still only vaguely familiar. He takes my hand and pulls me to follow him out to a more private place; we try my room, but my family's occupying it. We go to the lobby but both our families are there- we go out to the roof and finally privacy! And again, we begin to dance. Dancing closer than before, body to body, slowly swaying from side to side. --- but I wonder about the new day."
No kidding. That's what it is, precisely re-written out. I swear it must have been a dream I had or something, but I just DON'T remember either the dream OR writing it! Weird, or what?