i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
"We never talk of our lacking in relationships"

i had the weirdest dream yesterday.

After the whole disagreement Angel and i had yesterday i felt like total shit for being hurt by his words when i should just listen to them and, well, heed them. When i should have calmly discussed it, i got upset and withdrew.

Maybe i really am becoming girly.

Or maybe i need to get out more and have more friends.

Yeah, the friend thing, that sounds good.

Anyways, i had this really weird dream yesterday since i slept all day yet again. i was just dreaming away the day AND i LIKED IT!

i thought for a long time before posting this dream up here because, well, i don't get it. My dreams have always been either an interpretation of reality or a probable future. Sometimes, it simply reflects my wishes and hopes. It's difficult for me to sort out sometimes. Don't ask why.

All-in-all, it was simply odd. Here goes:

i remember the dream started with me waking up from the sleep i was in and my room was different, but i was not bothered by that. The window was near where mine is but it was bigger and overlooked the latticed in porch i don't have and there was a tree shading it with a nice, big, majestic wind chime and a small, barely audible, tinkling wind chime on the other side. The gentle breeze of the day was conducting a perfect concert with the two. i was living in a nice blue house with pale blue accents and a white wooden porch with ivy trained up the lattice work and several trees shading the windows.

i was skinnier again - normal for my dreams - about a size 14 - 16, nothing drastic, and i showered and got dressed as i had plans that day. Everything was very realistic. The doorbell rang just as i was finished pulling up my hair into a pony tail - i had let it grow and the color was back to it's natural shade lightened a little by my time out doors.

Joey answered the door for me since it seemed that he lived there, too. It was The Tick and his wife and there seemed to be some sort of outing planned for the day. Joey and Angel were supposed to meet us out there since we three were taking my truck for some important reason no one really discussed and all i knew was that it was a given, my truck was going. We grab some breakfast Joey and i had been cooking while getting ready, i kiss Joey goodbye, he promises to see me later and we leave, The Tick is driving my truck. Now, this part didn't seem odd to the me in the dream, but it seems odd to the me now. NO ONE DRIVES MY TRUCK BUT ME.

Ok, so we were driving and his wife who i have never met or seen IRL is pretty with long curly hair kinda auburn and very nice. She is sitting in the middle, i'm but the door and we are all three just talking away and having fun.

We get about half way to where we are supposed to be going and stop for a rest break and go into this creepy 'Deliverance' type store and everyone is looking at us really strangely and she and i are browsing the racks of apparently secondhand clothes and trying to keep straight faces. We pick out some snacks and drinks and some other little things that caught our fancy and i offer to pay as i have cash and just noticed the store doesn't take credit cards. The old creepy woman at the counter with wild wiry hair and whiskers growing out of the wrinkles on her face is creaking at me about me being a spy and how she demands i hand over the tape i made of the store. i hand her $10 and just leave as this was more than enough to cover everything we picked up.

This is where things get hazy - we get back in the truck and go for a while but no one was at the place they were supposed to meet us at and when we call from the landline phone there to the house we are told that whatever we were going to be doing was cancelled or something so we chill out there for a bit and play cards, drink some soda, eat our snacks and then go home where there is a small gathering or some of the friends who were supposed to come to the other thing.

Abby and Louis are smoking on the porch arguing with Angel about video game stuff and having a good time of it, Joey is inside with Liv and Kory, and several people i have met once or twice like Jake, this sweet and funny guy with strange hands and a pretty cat, Acid-Reflux, and Invisible Don who i haven't actually met but chatted with and talked to on the phone once. All just moving around talking about the plans we'd all had for the day and what happened to them, but for the life of me i can't remember what either of them was.

We just moved into the house and the rest of the night was drinking, laughing, music and good conversation in that mild subdued and adult fashion. Later, after everyone left, Angel came to give me a hug just as i was about to do the dishes and that is when the REAL Angel woke me up for REAL.

So, how is THAT for odd? We were all adults!


"The Freshmen" ~ The Verve Pipe
"When i was young i knew everything
She a punk who rarely ever took advice
Now i'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor
Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice

i can't be held responsible
'Cause she was touching her face
i won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

For the life of me i cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me i cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen
"


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confessed on Friday, Oct. 25, 2002