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i was mad when i woke up because i had completely forgotten my dream... and i knew that there was something in it that i wanted to remember.
walking back from my math class in hubbard this morning, i remembered it.
one distinctive part was that i actually had a bike up here, and sarah was wondering if i'd be able to ride it because i haven't riden a bike in, well, forever. i sat in the seat and the handlebars were way above my head, so i had to reach for the brakes. it reminded me of rugrats... when they have those plastic bike things with the long handlebars...
and the important part. i was in a doorway and he was at the door. i either had come to see him, or he came to see me. and we hugged and i couldn't smell him but we stayed there for awhile, just holding each other.
it's a comfort that i can't find here.
i hate waking up to find out it's not real.
walking back from my math class in hubbard this morning, i remembered it.
one distinctive part was that i actually had a bike up here, and sarah was wondering if i'd be able to ride it because i haven't riden a bike in, well, forever. i sat in the seat and the handlebars were way above my head, so i had to reach for the brakes. it reminded me of rugrats... when they have those plastic bike things with the long handlebars...
and the important part. i was in a doorway and he was at the door. i either had come to see him, or he came to see me. and we hugged and i couldn't smell him but we stayed there for awhile, just holding each other.
it's a comfort that i can't find here.
i hate waking up to find out it's not real.