I caught a cold yesterday. I've been popping DayQuil like candy every 4 hours. I feel better today. Its breaking down. Last night, I was in delirium, my fever dreams turning quite vivid and revelatory.
I dreamed of my ex and her mother and it was like a judging panel. I was questioned on my reasons for leaving her and I spilled my guts. Within seconds, we reconciled and everything was back to normal. Before you know it, I leave her again to catch a plane to San Francisco to see a friend.
I woke up alone and warm. My sadness has subsided. It feels like I now fully understand her reasons for refusing to speak with me, for not wanting to remain friends, to not be civil.
I feel like a bastard, but I can't allow these regrets to fill up my little mind.
I dreamed of my ex and her mother and it was like a judging panel. I was questioned on my reasons for leaving her and I spilled my guts. Within seconds, we reconciled and everything was back to normal. Before you know it, I leave her again to catch a plane to San Francisco to see a friend.
I woke up alone and warm. My sadness has subsided. It feels like I now fully understand her reasons for refusing to speak with me, for not wanting to remain friends, to not be civil.
I feel like a bastard, but I can't allow these regrets to fill up my little mind.