Nov 20, 2003 01:01
so i was at christinas place, helping her pack for a vacation we were having with her parents. strange, i know. anyhow, her father blasted in, telling us to hurry up because we'd have to be on the road by half past five, and that i should go home and get my bags. i leave, and on the way home, gina drives by in her shabby volvo, smoke pouring out of her windows. i, of course, get in, and let her drive me home.
where she's driving me, however, isn't home, but some cafe-like shop with a big table in the center and two persons sitting around it in big, comfy chairs, reading a paper. i get out and want to ask her where the heck she brought me and why, but she's driving off already. well, might as well go in and have a tea, i still have plenty of time to get back to christina's. the two patrons turn out to be helen and col. after a huge group hug, i decide to really have a tea and call christina so her dad would come and pick me up at home (apparently, geordi or scotty or perhaps both decided to transport us back to my livingroom). in the meantime, helen has inexplicably mutated into doro while col has altogether disappeared, leaving behind a green stain on my sofa, and a paper that only consisted of calvin and hobbes cartoons. we sit back, have a tea and listen to the CDs she still needs to give me back, and talk about christina and our relationship. so then she asked me if i was happy with the way things go, and i told her i was. (interestingly enough, doro now re-morphs to appear as helen again) her reaction was to smile mysteriously, take my hand, pull herself over to me, and kiss me.
the surprise was enough to wake me, so i found myself curled up in a fetal position, being held by a (for a change) soundly sleeping christina.
now i'd only love to know what the hell, if anything, THAT dream wanted to tell me.