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Travis called and woke me up from a series of very good dreams, which is especially sad since I forgot all but two of them while I was on the phone with him. He's coming home from Iraq in about a month, and he apparently wants to come visit me at the end of February... but that scariness is a whole other story.
Anyway, the dreams. In one I was back in Bonifay. I was at school... maybe it was a school reunion or something. Everyone was the same except Josh, who was Josh by name and by history, but didn't look or act like him at all. And he was bisexual. For some reason. It's weird because... it's like Josh and I had gotten back together, and I saw Jason up against the wall looking kind of spooked, and when I talked to him he said something like, "Someone told me Taylon was gay." I laughed and said, "Don't worry, he isn't going to hit on you or anything even if he is gay." But it's funny because Jason was the only Bonifay resident who ever said anything about being bisexual... aside from the dry humping, everyone else was pretty homophobic.
Well anyway, Taylon gave me his number to give Josh, and our faces were like inches apart, and I remember thinking at that moment, "Well, now I've kissed before, I won't be all scared to move forward with Josh." And Taylon said, "You should call me sometime, too." All suggestive, and then he left.
What a weird dream.
Then the other one I remember was this slightly insane guy who only felt safe when it was very foggy, and I entered his memory or something... he was on a dock staring into this thick fog, and he could make out the shapes of ships. The weird thing was, some of the ships were modern and others were old pirate-type ships, like we were in the Bermuda Triangle and there was a time warp or something. Anyway, in the distance some ships at dock were on fire...
Then the fog cleared out, and a hurricane started to blow up. The guy started to run. He was running and he saw his mom out looking for him, and she fell into the water and drowned, which has made him guilty for years and is why he's slightly insane.
That was that dream.
I remember part of another one, vaguely... I just know Mom and I were going through some old stuffed animals and clothes, and Cris was there. I saw this shirt of mine, and there was another shirt underneath it. They both said something, but I just remember the one on the bottom said something about smoking pot, and Cris pounced on it. He wanted to keep it. For some reason I was angry at him for stealing my shirt even though I've never owned a shirt that said anything about pot and I'd never really want to... and I was telling Mom he stole my shirt and it wasn't fair. But then this gang of kids saw his shirt and circled around him, getting ready to beat him up. Yeah... I was pretty glad I wasn't wearing that shirt then.
And that's all I remember of my dreams last night. o.o Now to eat.
Anyway, the dreams. In one I was back in Bonifay. I was at school... maybe it was a school reunion or something. Everyone was the same except Josh, who was Josh by name and by history, but didn't look or act like him at all. And he was bisexual. For some reason. It's weird because... it's like Josh and I had gotten back together, and I saw Jason up against the wall looking kind of spooked, and when I talked to him he said something like, "Someone told me Taylon was gay." I laughed and said, "Don't worry, he isn't going to hit on you or anything even if he is gay." But it's funny because Jason was the only Bonifay resident who ever said anything about being bisexual... aside from the dry humping, everyone else was pretty homophobic.
Well anyway, Taylon gave me his number to give Josh, and our faces were like inches apart, and I remember thinking at that moment, "Well, now I've kissed before, I won't be all scared to move forward with Josh." And Taylon said, "You should call me sometime, too." All suggestive, and then he left.
What a weird dream.
Then the other one I remember was this slightly insane guy who only felt safe when it was very foggy, and I entered his memory or something... he was on a dock staring into this thick fog, and he could make out the shapes of ships. The weird thing was, some of the ships were modern and others were old pirate-type ships, like we were in the Bermuda Triangle and there was a time warp or something. Anyway, in the distance some ships at dock were on fire...
Then the fog cleared out, and a hurricane started to blow up. The guy started to run. He was running and he saw his mom out looking for him, and she fell into the water and drowned, which has made him guilty for years and is why he's slightly insane.
That was that dream.
I remember part of another one, vaguely... I just know Mom and I were going through some old stuffed animals and clothes, and Cris was there. I saw this shirt of mine, and there was another shirt underneath it. They both said something, but I just remember the one on the bottom said something about smoking pot, and Cris pounced on it. He wanted to keep it. For some reason I was angry at him for stealing my shirt even though I've never owned a shirt that said anything about pot and I'd never really want to... and I was telling Mom he stole my shirt and it wasn't fair. But then this gang of kids saw his shirt and circled around him, getting ready to beat him up. Yeah... I was pretty glad I wasn't wearing that shirt then.
And that's all I remember of my dreams last night. o.o Now to eat.