Dream a Little Dream of Me
I had this dream last night - no prizes for guessing it's symbolism - and for some reason I'm feeling this desperate need to get it down. I guess I don't want to forget it. Maybe because it was a happy dream? I mean, I'm almost heartbroken now that I'm awake and realize that it didn't happen, and even in the dream I was really really confused, but... I guess all in all, it was happy.
As a background, right now (in real life) my friend Mika - who is probably my second best friend in the entire world - and I aren't talking; rather, he isn't talking to me, and hasn't for about three months, and for the life of me I can't figure out why. It's pretty much broken something inside of me though, as sad as that sounds, and every time I think about it I go into these little bouts of tears. I've been trying to convince him that we need to have a talk, because I hope that at the very least I can figure out what he's mad about, and take steps to fix it somehow, but thus far no luck.
So, onto the dream.
In my dream, I go to Algonquin College (which I'm probably doing in September, actually), and so does Mika (he really does, for Paramedics). I was in class, for... well, I don't know what. Theater maybe? Some class in which it made perfect sense that I was lying flat on my back on the floor. Everyone was though, I wasn't just this weird girl lying on my back on the floor in school. We were working in partners, doing whatever we were doing, and, though I didn't hear him coming I guess my partner did, because all of a sudden she backed off, and the next thing i knew, all I could see was Mika.
He had strolled into class, in his paramedics uniform no less, and had dropped so that he was almost in a push up position over me - so that his entire body was no more that three inches from mine, but he wasn't touching me at all.
Instinctively, almost, I just wrapped one arm around his neck, and drew my head closer to his, as if to kiss him, but so quickly that it almost hadn't happened, I let go and dropped my head to the ground. I proceeded to basically stare at him like an idiot in confusion, but he just gave me this little half smile, as if I'd confirmed something in his mind, said, "Okay. We'll talk.", got up, and strode out the door again.
I woke up crushed that this wasn't real - if I could have one thing in the world right now, it would be my Mika back.
As a background, right now (in real life) my friend Mika - who is probably my second best friend in the entire world - and I aren't talking; rather, he isn't talking to me, and hasn't for about three months, and for the life of me I can't figure out why. It's pretty much broken something inside of me though, as sad as that sounds, and every time I think about it I go into these little bouts of tears. I've been trying to convince him that we need to have a talk, because I hope that at the very least I can figure out what he's mad about, and take steps to fix it somehow, but thus far no luck.
So, onto the dream.
In my dream, I go to Algonquin College (which I'm probably doing in September, actually), and so does Mika (he really does, for Paramedics). I was in class, for... well, I don't know what. Theater maybe? Some class in which it made perfect sense that I was lying flat on my back on the floor. Everyone was though, I wasn't just this weird girl lying on my back on the floor in school. We were working in partners, doing whatever we were doing, and, though I didn't hear him coming I guess my partner did, because all of a sudden she backed off, and the next thing i knew, all I could see was Mika.
He had strolled into class, in his paramedics uniform no less, and had dropped so that he was almost in a push up position over me - so that his entire body was no more that three inches from mine, but he wasn't touching me at all.
Instinctively, almost, I just wrapped one arm around his neck, and drew my head closer to his, as if to kiss him, but so quickly that it almost hadn't happened, I let go and dropped my head to the ground. I proceeded to basically stare at him like an idiot in confusion, but he just gave me this little half smile, as if I'd confirmed something in his mind, said, "Okay. We'll talk.", got up, and strode out the door again.
I woke up crushed that this wasn't real - if I could have one thing in the world right now, it would be my Mika back.