Dream about Ryan
I just had a dream about Ryan W... I dreamt that he had come back from being out of town and he apologized profusely about the whole mix-up. I saw him and ran and gave him a Hugg. The kind that cracks their back just a little bit and makes them hold a little bit tighter on to you. The nice firm huggs.
My fondest memory of Ryan is when we would visit eachother's Universities... That first hug.. I would have given the world to spend it forever in that hug. He had a way of walking towards me with the sound dedication that he would give me a proper glomp. I remember one time I came into town. I think it was the first time... He was sitting indian-style on the wall at the bus station and as I pulled in, I could see him smiling.. I got off the bus and he glomped me so hard and the resounding thud of him nigh-tackling me to the pavement... is something I still remember.
I still remember, too, how much it sucked having to leave... I listened to Starting Line's "The Best of Me" and Cried.
I'm fine... Just weird how little things come back to you bit by bit...
Also, yesterday I was fiddling with my phone and I dialed "3"... It said "Speed Dial #03:..." and the person's name. It wasn't Ryan's name, I took him off speed dial when we broke up, over two years ago... But for a second, almost two seconds, I forgot that I'd taken him off of it and was like "Wow.. Ryan was on this speed dial.." He had a special ring on my phone. No one else has had that ringtone since.
So yeah. Kinda fun weird stuff that you just think of on the fly.. :-\
Blessed Be,
-M.
My fondest memory of Ryan is when we would visit eachother's Universities... That first hug.. I would have given the world to spend it forever in that hug. He had a way of walking towards me with the sound dedication that he would give me a proper glomp. I remember one time I came into town. I think it was the first time... He was sitting indian-style on the wall at the bus station and as I pulled in, I could see him smiling.. I got off the bus and he glomped me so hard and the resounding thud of him nigh-tackling me to the pavement... is something I still remember.
I still remember, too, how much it sucked having to leave... I listened to Starting Line's "The Best of Me" and Cried.
I'm fine... Just weird how little things come back to you bit by bit...
Also, yesterday I was fiddling with my phone and I dialed "3"... It said "Speed Dial #03:..." and the person's name. It wasn't Ryan's name, I took him off speed dial when we broke up, over two years ago... But for a second, almost two seconds, I forgot that I'd taken him off of it and was like "Wow.. Ryan was on this speed dial.." He had a special ring on my phone. No one else has had that ringtone since.
So yeah. Kinda fun weird stuff that you just think of on the fly.. :-\
Blessed Be,
-M.