Old but current
I'm revisiting a play I started a few months ago. It's about a girl unable to forget her friend who died in a car crash several months before the play takes place. I remembered it recently for a different reason. The play is just Diana and Josh (the dead friend). Maybe nothing will come of it, like most of my writing, but I haven't written in a long time.
I'm sick of having dreams where Chrissy just appears for a nanosecond. I kept seeing her at Pride too. Yes, this entry was a long time coming, but maybe I was hoping these little occurences would stop happening---they haven't. I never mentioned it once on the day of, but it seemed to be happening every 20 minutes. I'd see a girl with her body type and one of her many hairstyles and have a flash of her. But it never was. Of course it never was.
As for the dreams, they're usually completely unrelated, like I'll be with UTMers like Shaila, and she'll just appear in the corner of my eye. By the time I turn, smiling, in her direction, she'll be gone and I'll be waking up. And no matter how hard I try, I can't go back to sleep and cling to the memory of her. She never reappears until another time when I'm not expecting her. I don't think I can explain how frustrating it his to be teased like this. At least a whole dream would be something to hold onto.
I'm sick of having dreams where Chrissy just appears for a nanosecond. I kept seeing her at Pride too. Yes, this entry was a long time coming, but maybe I was hoping these little occurences would stop happening---they haven't. I never mentioned it once on the day of, but it seemed to be happening every 20 minutes. I'd see a girl with her body type and one of her many hairstyles and have a flash of her. But it never was. Of course it never was.
As for the dreams, they're usually completely unrelated, like I'll be with UTMers like Shaila, and she'll just appear in the corner of my eye. By the time I turn, smiling, in her direction, she'll be gone and I'll be waking up. And no matter how hard I try, I can't go back to sleep and cling to the memory of her. She never reappears until another time when I'm not expecting her. I don't think I can explain how frustrating it his to be teased like this. At least a whole dream would be something to hold onto.