Twas a doozey
I have an odd record of having two part dreams at night. Not that i ever remember a large number of those dreams, but on the rare occation i do, they tend to have 2 totally different parts. Such as last night. I didnt even remember i had a dream until i got out of bed and heard my dad stressing out and my mom yelling pretty stern. In which case my brain clicked back to the big, detailed dream i had about my parents fighting intensely amongst themselves and in the middle of a huge divorce. It was rather stressful and not...well, pleasing to my brain. So i essentially wake up in a rut. I remember the kids i left in my room to play video games and wrecked my my room (a whole other story), my parental divorce dream, and my parents stressing about everything else in reality. So I'm not thinking about anything other than how i want to leave to clear my head. I go to church on schedule. As soon as i get to church i'm talking to my beautiful girlfriend Brittney via text messages and by this time i have to go. As soon as the little service goes through it's motions i start to think about what i want. And as apposed to my old usually of wanting Captain Morgan to burn the memory away with, or perhaps if I'm feeling saucy i may go for some weed, my first though without anysort of hesitation is "Goddamn, i want to see Brittney so bad." Ok, i know i pry sound stupid and cheesey saying it but i kid you not it was and still is all i want. And at this very moment in time, it dawns on me the second part of my dream.
I honestly dont remember where exactly it was in my dream that this happened but it took me a few minutes to verify with myself on whether or not it really happend because when i remembered it...it felt so real. All i remember is that i was over Brittney, and i dont think we were in a location other just floating in the vast majority of space (fuck whenever i'm with her thats what i feel like anyway, just me and her). And she seemed to be partially asleep, and so...happy. I dont want to sound stupid but it felt like she was just happy i was there. I could see her (so beautiful), and i could feel her (ah, she was so soft and amazing. For whatever reason i could feel all the calluses on my body, and i just felt like i was unpleasant to touch but she had her hands on me and it was so soothing. I wish i could put a deeper word on that but it was godly.), and i could even smell her (which is always good), and i remember kissing her. Only but two or three times, but they were so real to me. As i said before, it took me a few minutes to confirm to myself whether or not it really happened. Now i can't stop thinking about her, i want to see her and hold her and kiss her as much as i can. And a large part of me just wants to talk to her. Ever since i talked to her about (we'll call it 'this and that') my mind has been all over. And i really dont think i have been telling her what i feel the right way, if even much at all. I dont know, theres just so much now i can barely control it. I just hope i dont fuck everything up. Anyway, i dont know if you realize but thats been on my mind since i woke up and i thought i would dump it somewhere seeing as how i dont know what else to do with it.
P.S. Brit, if you read this, I love you baby ;D
I honestly dont remember where exactly it was in my dream that this happened but it took me a few minutes to verify with myself on whether or not it really happend because when i remembered it...it felt so real. All i remember is that i was over Brittney, and i dont think we were in a location other just floating in the vast majority of space (fuck whenever i'm with her thats what i feel like anyway, just me and her). And she seemed to be partially asleep, and so...happy. I dont want to sound stupid but it felt like she was just happy i was there. I could see her (so beautiful), and i could feel her (ah, she was so soft and amazing. For whatever reason i could feel all the calluses on my body, and i just felt like i was unpleasant to touch but she had her hands on me and it was so soothing. I wish i could put a deeper word on that but it was godly.), and i could even smell her (which is always good), and i remember kissing her. Only but two or three times, but they were so real to me. As i said before, it took me a few minutes to confirm to myself whether or not it really happened. Now i can't stop thinking about her, i want to see her and hold her and kiss her as much as i can. And a large part of me just wants to talk to her. Ever since i talked to her about (we'll call it 'this and that') my mind has been all over. And i really dont think i have been telling her what i feel the right way, if even much at all. I dont know, theres just so much now i can barely control it. I just hope i dont fuck everything up. Anyway, i dont know if you realize but thats been on my mind since i woke up and i thought i would dump it somewhere seeing as how i dont know what else to do with it.
P.S. Brit, if you read this, I love you baby ;D