All right.....go one back if you want to read about my back piece.....I wanted to write about my dream last night now.
It was winter time and snowy, and my friend was driving me to Canada and he just told me he had someone he thought I needed to meet. We didn't drive too far into Canada I don't think, but it was still the middle of nowhere, but sort of an industrial area. But everything was covered with snow and it was beautiful. I could feel the sting of the air in my lungs and it felt so good. So we stop the car by the huge building that the only way to get in is by a ladder hanging down. I get out and my friend suddenly drives off with no warning, and two big Siberian Huskies run around the corner barking and ready to attack me. I jump up on the ladder and start climbing as fast as I can to get away from the dogs. I push through this little hatch and lock it behind me and I'm in a sort of entrance way with no windows or furniture or anything. There is an open door so I go in and I am in the coolest living space I could ever imagine. The ceiling is about sixty feet high and there are all sorts of different levels with ladders and stairs leading to closed off rooms everywhere. It's like a giant loft/warehouse space and one wall is almost entirely on big window, looking out into the mountains. Nothing but pine trees covered in snow. The place is pretty sparsely furnished but decorated with lots of bones, tribal masks, etc. There's all black leather furniture and a lot of books. So all of a sudden Anton walks up and I'm a little startled and suddenly realize I'm just invading this guys space by impulse. I feel like I'm supposed to be there, but I haven't met him yet so I feel a little out of place. He's really nice though and says he asked my friend to bring me becuase he wanted to talk to me about some stuff. I'm sure I'll be there for a while so I take off my boots and we go up to a different level that's sort of a living room area that consists of only a huge couch facing the biggest window of all and all you can see is the snow and trees. We sit down on the couch and have some treats together and I notice he looks a little younger than I imagined. (not that I ever imagined anything, I've never had much thought about Anton LaVey in my entire life). Then we just get involved in this huge conversation and he is teaching me so many things. A lot of it I don't remember, and that parts that I do remember I don't really feel like going into. But he was teaching me alot and I was insanely attracted to the deliberate way he talked. It was like every word he said dripped from his mouth and before long I felt like I was half in love with him and was dreading ever having to leave........I just wanted everything to stay exactly the same as it was. I'm always a sucker for someone I can learn anything from. I don't think that many people have much to teach me. So anyway, it was really hard toget out of bed and force myself to wake up after my alarm went off. Work. It always ruins everything.
It was winter time and snowy, and my friend was driving me to Canada and he just told me he had someone he thought I needed to meet. We didn't drive too far into Canada I don't think, but it was still the middle of nowhere, but sort of an industrial area. But everything was covered with snow and it was beautiful. I could feel the sting of the air in my lungs and it felt so good. So we stop the car by the huge building that the only way to get in is by a ladder hanging down. I get out and my friend suddenly drives off with no warning, and two big Siberian Huskies run around the corner barking and ready to attack me. I jump up on the ladder and start climbing as fast as I can to get away from the dogs. I push through this little hatch and lock it behind me and I'm in a sort of entrance way with no windows or furniture or anything. There is an open door so I go in and I am in the coolest living space I could ever imagine. The ceiling is about sixty feet high and there are all sorts of different levels with ladders and stairs leading to closed off rooms everywhere. It's like a giant loft/warehouse space and one wall is almost entirely on big window, looking out into the mountains. Nothing but pine trees covered in snow. The place is pretty sparsely furnished but decorated with lots of bones, tribal masks, etc. There's all black leather furniture and a lot of books. So all of a sudden Anton walks up and I'm a little startled and suddenly realize I'm just invading this guys space by impulse. I feel like I'm supposed to be there, but I haven't met him yet so I feel a little out of place. He's really nice though and says he asked my friend to bring me becuase he wanted to talk to me about some stuff. I'm sure I'll be there for a while so I take off my boots and we go up to a different level that's sort of a living room area that consists of only a huge couch facing the biggest window of all and all you can see is the snow and trees. We sit down on the couch and have some treats together and I notice he looks a little younger than I imagined. (not that I ever imagined anything, I've never had much thought about Anton LaVey in my entire life). Then we just get involved in this huge conversation and he is teaching me so many things. A lot of it I don't remember, and that parts that I do remember I don't really feel like going into. But he was teaching me alot and I was insanely attracted to the deliberate way he talked. It was like every word he said dripped from his mouth and before long I felt like I was half in love with him and was dreading ever having to leave........I just wanted everything to stay exactly the same as it was. I'm always a sucker for someone I can learn anything from. I don't think that many people have much to teach me. So anyway, it was really hard toget out of bed and force myself to wake up after my alarm went off. Work. It always ruins everything.
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stormy:
i bet it was fun, i just was too shy to call back.
stormy:
im not that young damnit!