I dreamed of her last night...that's never happened before.
I don’t remember how the first half of the dream went, but I remember when she appeared. We were at a house. You could hear people downstairs chatting. We’re talking and out of nowhere she says how horny she’s been for the longest time. I wonder why her boyfriend hasn’t done anything about this. My mind races to all the times we were together, almost completing each other but not doing so. I know this can’t be done; not because I don’t want to be with her but because there’s no way we can be alone with each other. I tell her we can’t because of all the people nearby. I have one final thought of a time when we did mess around with people right downstairs, much like this moment. We come together and hug and I hear my mom’s voice downstairs announcing she’s home. We release and I tell her we’re going out.
It’s still dark and we end up instantly at a large gathering. I didn’t see what I was wearing but now she’s in this fantastic black dress. I want her to be mine again. We go into the crowd and go to separate sides of the room. This is more because I want to show that I don’t need to be around her all the time. I’m talking randomly for about a minute and go to find her. She runs up to me and hides under my arm, holding my side tightly. She says not to listen to what anyone says over there and we start to walk toward the exit. As we walk, I look out of curiosity. I don’t hear anything. It’s probably better this way; I’ll just ask her about it later.
It’s still dark when we get back to the house in that next split second. She’s back in the street clothes she started with. I go downstairs alone to say hello to my family. My mom tells me that it’s snowing. Sure enough, I look outside and there it is, covering all the cars in the large driveway. I wonder why there are more cars than people in the house but I also wonder how she’s gonna get home. It looks like my family doesn’t even know she’s in the house. I go to her and she’s sitting at the couch, looking at the floor. I try to talk to her and cheer her up. Looking at her perk up a bit, I wanted to hold her again. We stand and walk to another room.
I look outside and it’s suddenly sunny. A group of people are playing baseball. I think she’s ready to go. Now she’s giggly and happy, not how she was acting before. She wants me to meet a friend who has my name. She calls outside for him. Realizing this is my only chance, I ask about what was being said at the party. She keeps smiling and drastically changing the subject. I’m angry now. She looks towards the door and in walks a large man with a full beard and muscular physique. He reminds me of Grizzly Adams. And he’s naked. I explode on her, saying how all I’ve tried to do is be friends and she won’t let me. I’ve wanted to yell at her like this for awhile. Her smile shrinks to a smirk and she excuses herself to go to shower. Her friend just smiles towards me without saying a word. I yell at him to put some clothes on and go into the next room. I kneel on the floor. I want to scream out loud but hold it back so I don’t call for my family’s attention. Instead, I just stay put, wondering where this is going and if I’ll ever stop thinking about her. And my attention also goes to the random box with a banana decal on its side sitting on what I assume is my bed. And it ends. Just like that.
…what the fuck was that about?
It’s still dark and we end up instantly at a large gathering. I didn’t see what I was wearing but now she’s in this fantastic black dress. I want her to be mine again. We go into the crowd and go to separate sides of the room. This is more because I want to show that I don’t need to be around her all the time. I’m talking randomly for about a minute and go to find her. She runs up to me and hides under my arm, holding my side tightly. She says not to listen to what anyone says over there and we start to walk toward the exit. As we walk, I look out of curiosity. I don’t hear anything. It’s probably better this way; I’ll just ask her about it later.
It’s still dark when we get back to the house in that next split second. She’s back in the street clothes she started with. I go downstairs alone to say hello to my family. My mom tells me that it’s snowing. Sure enough, I look outside and there it is, covering all the cars in the large driveway. I wonder why there are more cars than people in the house but I also wonder how she’s gonna get home. It looks like my family doesn’t even know she’s in the house. I go to her and she’s sitting at the couch, looking at the floor. I try to talk to her and cheer her up. Looking at her perk up a bit, I wanted to hold her again. We stand and walk to another room.
I look outside and it’s suddenly sunny. A group of people are playing baseball. I think she’s ready to go. Now she’s giggly and happy, not how she was acting before. She wants me to meet a friend who has my name. She calls outside for him. Realizing this is my only chance, I ask about what was being said at the party. She keeps smiling and drastically changing the subject. I’m angry now. She looks towards the door and in walks a large man with a full beard and muscular physique. He reminds me of Grizzly Adams. And he’s naked. I explode on her, saying how all I’ve tried to do is be friends and she won’t let me. I’ve wanted to yell at her like this for awhile. Her smile shrinks to a smirk and she excuses herself to go to shower. Her friend just smiles towards me without saying a word. I yell at him to put some clothes on and go into the next room. I kneel on the floor. I want to scream out loud but hold it back so I don’t call for my family’s attention. Instead, I just stay put, wondering where this is going and if I’ll ever stop thinking about her. And my attention also goes to the random box with a banana decal on its side sitting on what I assume is my bed. And it ends. Just like that.
…what the fuck was that about?