dreamsss + past memories and folk
i have been dreaming of this certain town alot. it looks like..a place i have never been, yet so familiar. it feels like somewhere on the northeast coast. well more north of NY. it gives me vibes of Massachusetts [i've never been].
it's strange.
so yes, an old friend was in this dream and we were talking. his name is toby. i actually saw toby about a year or so ago, randomly in a pizza place. i didn't say anything because it was the most random of randoms. i wish i did.
his mother actually shops at the place where i work [well once a year.]
i mentioned to her that i think i saw him, but i did not say anything. she said i should if i see him again.
i asked around and heard that he was back for some time. so i felt like a jerk not saying anything, but then again.. awkward.
he did keep staring at me, maybe wondering if i was who he thought i was as well.
hmm.. let me go back further. so yes, when i was a youngin' i used to be watched by different people randomly throughout my childhood. i must have been 4 or so when his mother watched me.
i remember they lived in this beautiful home. it was actually part of the vanderbuilt estate, used as a ice house. [which i just found out.]
i don't remember much.. only the wood walls, the huge room filled with large glass windows and plants, the walks through the nearby woods,the large attic space,and the little play we held for people.. which all i can remember is being nervous and giggly and uncooperative. haha
so yes!
onward!
so when i woke up, i had an urge to search for toby...myspace/facebook, andywhere. but nothing! so i searched for his mother, and i found her blog. first page on google. and i read it. i felt a bit weird, but she was once a mother figure to me during one of the most intense developmental stages for a child.
and wow! the life she lived. they lived in the bahamas in a farming/fishing village and had a 12 mile bike ride to the nearby town. they lived in greenwich village and had a daycare, the kids were fed miso and seaweed. they were all about macrobiotics and organic eating. they moved to LI and lived in an old farmhouse and had their own farm. etc..
it's just so interesting. i think about my grandpa alot ..and how i wish i was older when he passed so i could have at least learned more about his past. all i have is the words of others.
which is great, but not as intense as hearing an experience from the person who had them.
it's just.. so weird to know someone more so when you don't know them. you know what i mean?
i should really ask her for toby's contact info next time i see her.
gosh..
so weird right now!
it's strange.
so yes, an old friend was in this dream and we were talking. his name is toby. i actually saw toby about a year or so ago, randomly in a pizza place. i didn't say anything because it was the most random of randoms. i wish i did.
his mother actually shops at the place where i work [well once a year.]
i mentioned to her that i think i saw him, but i did not say anything. she said i should if i see him again.
i asked around and heard that he was back for some time. so i felt like a jerk not saying anything, but then again.. awkward.
he did keep staring at me, maybe wondering if i was who he thought i was as well.
hmm.. let me go back further. so yes, when i was a youngin' i used to be watched by different people randomly throughout my childhood. i must have been 4 or so when his mother watched me.
i remember they lived in this beautiful home. it was actually part of the vanderbuilt estate, used as a ice house. [which i just found out.]
i don't remember much.. only the wood walls, the huge room filled with large glass windows and plants, the walks through the nearby woods,the large attic space,and the little play we held for people.. which all i can remember is being nervous and giggly and uncooperative. haha
so yes!
onward!
so when i woke up, i had an urge to search for toby...myspace/facebook, andywhere. but nothing! so i searched for his mother, and i found her blog. first page on google. and i read it. i felt a bit weird, but she was once a mother figure to me during one of the most intense developmental stages for a child.
and wow! the life she lived. they lived in the bahamas in a farming/fishing village and had a 12 mile bike ride to the nearby town. they lived in greenwich village and had a daycare, the kids were fed miso and seaweed. they were all about macrobiotics and organic eating. they moved to LI and lived in an old farmhouse and had their own farm. etc..
it's just so interesting. i think about my grandpa alot ..and how i wish i was older when he passed so i could have at least learned more about his past. all i have is the words of others.
which is great, but not as intense as hearing an experience from the person who had them.
it's just.. so weird to know someone more so when you don't know them. you know what i mean?
i should really ask her for toby's contact info next time i see her.
gosh..
so weird right now!