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so last night i dreamt that face appeared to me somewhere, in public. he came out of nowhere and there he was. i think he said some words to me, and then left, saying that he couldn't talk to me. he was wearing a yellow shirt. when he left i told myself not to go after him, to let it go, but minutes later i was running. running as hard and as fast as i could, able to see his yellow shirt through the crowd, following him, chasing after him, screaming at him, begging him to stop, to talk to me. i followed him down into a T station and when i got down there i was combing through the crowd, peering in, trying to see him. i found the yellow shirt and the person wearing it turned around and looked at me, said why are you looking at me? you must have me confused with someone else, because i don't know you.
he was right. i was mistaken.
the rest of my dream was about escaping various places. trying to climb through crawl spaces that led to strange and creepy, rat infested (the rats were wearing spiderman outfits) room spaces. trying to run through hallways that lead to pools - a space i've encountered in my dreams before - just so i could jump out of the window, to escape. there was at least three escape scenes, all seemingly connected, like i would enter and try to escape, over and over again, in different spaces. after the final escape i was running, running home, and my phone rings. it was someone, a boy, that i didn't know in the dream and don't know in real life but he knew me. like we had met out somewhere and i forgot him and he asked if he could come over for dinner before the night began, and i said sure, even though i had no idea who he was.
i didn't wake up remembering these dreams but they hit me about a half hour after waking. the one about face was so intense, so steeped in emotion and reality. i miss him so much.
he was right. i was mistaken.
the rest of my dream was about escaping various places. trying to climb through crawl spaces that led to strange and creepy, rat infested (the rats were wearing spiderman outfits) room spaces. trying to run through hallways that lead to pools - a space i've encountered in my dreams before - just so i could jump out of the window, to escape. there was at least three escape scenes, all seemingly connected, like i would enter and try to escape, over and over again, in different spaces. after the final escape i was running, running home, and my phone rings. it was someone, a boy, that i didn't know in the dream and don't know in real life but he knew me. like we had met out somewhere and i forgot him and he asked if he could come over for dinner before the night began, and i said sure, even though i had no idea who he was.
i didn't wake up remembering these dreams but they hit me about a half hour after waking. the one about face was so intense, so steeped in emotion and reality. i miss him so much.