Tuesday, April 03, 2007

A dream. But just a dream...

I'm finding it increasingly harder to keep a smile on my face as of late. And yet, no one has caught on that I am not having a very good time. I broke last night, crying and crying. But eventually, I fell asleep, with some much needed assistance and I dreamt the longest dream I've ever had with the most solid story line. I was amazed. The dream?

I'm at home and there's no school. I get the notion that it's summer time but it could be spring break. I'm on the phone with Heather. But soon her mom comes in and she has to pretend she's not on the phone for some reason. But her mom catches her and she has to go. I go down stairs and before I can say anything, mom goes "Why don't you call Heather and she can come over here for a couple days" Now, even in my dream state, I almost shit myself. I run upstairs and call over to the house and talk to Heather's mom. Heather answers and sounds very sad but I tel her in a hurry that I need to talk to her mom. So she gives the phone to her mom and I'm talking to her. Then my mother calls up the stairs and says something like "It would probably be better if you take your victim at her house". I start laughing and so does Heather's mom. So we make plans for me to go over there and stay. I get my stuff ready and then Mom, Dad, and I get into this little car and start driving. I tell dad I like the car. We stop at a very tiny walmart and find Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind so mom buys it for me (we've been looking all over for it). We leave and get to Heather's house. I go in and she's there and we just chill in the living room with her dad for a while. Her dad tells me that I still owe him money from the rolling chair race we had last time I was there and I said I didn't have any money. He said he knew, and he lost anyway, so he had to give me the money. So he did. Then Heather and I went upstairs and I lay on her bed. Her house in the dream is nothing like her house in real life. But she's the same. Absolutely amazing. For some reason, her room isn't very bright. It's really dark, just one lamp on a table over in the corner. I don't get to say much to her before I wake up. But she was there.

I miss her. Like mad. It's becoming unbearable. Not to mention the fact that I don't get to talk to her nearly at all anymore. Which only makes it that much worse. I have no idea what I'm going to do if I don't see her soon...

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