I will crush your pretty toenails into a thousand pieces.

Apr 18, 2005 10:38

For weeks upon weeks, no dreams have been remembered, or if they have, only the merest wisps that fade within minutes of waking. It was bound to come to an end. What I didn't entirely expect was a dream involving the ex, especially one that looked like us nervously starting out again. Thanks for that, unconscious mind.

Now, I know I have an almost constant physical reminder of her, much as I have a reminder of another, but that doesn't mean they're always on my mind. In fact, I'd considered them nearly exorcised, having not thought about either in ages, but it looks like that was just a trick. It would be appreciated if this didn't happen again anytime soon. After all, I have better thoughts to occupy my mind. I know I can't do much about the unconscious, but maybe we can work out a deal. I can slip some cash under my pillow.

On the other hand, if I do dwell for a moment, it's somewhat interesting to note that I consider someone from that long ago the ex - not an ex, but the ex. Of course, which notables have come up since? That's right. X, you're a relationship machine.

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