My dream last night was the best. I was swimming though a land that I knew did not exist. I asked for help from a woman who was undressing in a window. She was the only one awake. The woman, a man, and their child took me home. The mother told me that the childs birthday was the ninth of August and that they would return then. The left the child in my arms and returned to the land that doesnt exist. I walked.
So, I fell in love yesterday with a person I fell in love with two months ago. Sometimes I need to be reminded so that I remember how I feel.
She offers me a scarf because it is cold. Fire is the only thing that really makes her truly happy she tells me. I question it, but not her. The scarf is new to me. I take it and she wraps the other one around her neck. She knows the busses but not where we are headed. She plays it off by allowing me to not pay attention. Her place is full of crap. She doesnt live there. We drink loads of big bottled beer. My head hurts and I am down. She draws me without looking at the page. Her eyes look directly into mine and I am more relaxed than before. On the page I look like sloth from the Goonies. We take turns and time goes by. We talk about things between long periods of silence. I am emotional and idealistic through my words. She responds to the way I am and is different because she is. She listens and offers. We know that there is an essential purpose that we serve for one another. It is most important. A note is given to me for my back pocket. It speaks of someday. I tell her that that day has already come. I have her as much as I ever will.
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I personally hate the fact that I never know how the tunes go ... they should include musical tablature. Otherwise it's just a case of being all la la la la ma la la and hoping for the best like a bad karaoke.
but utter bullshit! guys generally only look at me and start laughing....loudly