I dreamt about a girl from my past last night. She was a girl I had known through elementary school and forgotten about within the final days of high school - I had no special connection to her aside from her being a single puzzle piece that marked a time long ago.

The dream was quite vivid, more vivid than most dreams but not quite as vivid as ( Read more... )

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     "Hi" I solemnly stated as my mind become paralyzed with the uncertainty of whether or not I had made the proper decision in excommunication.  Like all encounters with a beautiful woman, certainty was the first thing to leave.

"How are you" she stated back in the most monotonous tone I’ve ever heard.  The words themselves had lost all ( Read more... )

"You're leaving?" she asked with a sorrowful face that accompanied a thumbs-down.

"Yes, I'm leaving, but it was amazing to hear you sing - I asked everyone, everyone in the bar and they said you were the best of the night, handsdown, no competition!" I smiled as the 'no competition' rolled off my tongue.  She had been the best, it wasn't ( Read more... )

After throwing away my birthday cards, and coming to the realization that for the first time in my life I have received cards and gifts, but haven't made face to face contact with the gift givers, I'm overcome with that strange 'end of the party atmosphere' where I’m left asking, what happened?  It seems as if everyone has fallen into a strange ( Read more... )