gentle plea: please don't tell my ex- about this one :D
so i had a dream two nights ago. nothing out of the ordinary about that.
the dream was weird though. so weird that when i woke up, the first thing i thought was "i must blog this". and the second thing i thought was "this could possibly fuck up all my future relationships if any of the women concerned read this". the third thing i thought was "what the fuck. what the *fuck*!!!"
still, my chances of having a relationship with a normal girl are as close to zero as 1/x as x -> infinity (more on that in a later post), so this couldn't possibly dent them by much anyway...and i promised myself that if i remember the dream at the end of the day, i'd blog it. and i do, even two days later. so here goes:
first, the setting: we're in a small village surrounded by a high rock wall, somewhere in the mountains. more like a high-is plateau surrounded by mountains on 3 sides and a valley on one. she lives near the middle of the village, but slightly to one side. i live right near the wall on the other side. it's early evening (4ish?) on a cloudy day.
also, my ex- in this dream (let's call her "D"), in a stark contradiction to her real-life namesake, is short, darkish, and rather thin. but her name was the same, as was her voice, and the way her hands felt. and i remember that she was my ex- in the dream too.
okay, so now the dream.
D and i were near the middle of the village (in front of the village square, on the other side from the school). generally fooling around with each other (pulling cheeks, pushing each other...friendly messing around). making small talk (surprisingly, i don't remember the conversation at all).
she announced that she had to take a walk outside the village. i had to go home. we walked together till our ways parted, near the entrance. said the usual goodbyes.
then as she walked off, i called her back.
i pulled her up to me and kissed her.
she tried to get away.
just before letting go, i told her i was going away forever.
she held onto me and refused to let go.
i asked her if she'd remember me.
she told me she'll remember me, and every single moment we shared.
(trippy sequence to follow - the words don't describe the pictures in my head very accurately)
suddenly, instantly, the sky grew completely overcast. black as night. one of us tripped on something and we both fell, holding onto each other.
i tried again to let go and stand up, but she didn't let me.
people were stumbling by in the darkness, and i was very embarrassed, thinking they'd notice us both lying in the darkness on the path holding on to each other...but she refused to let go.
suddenly the clouds parted, letting just a thin bright crack of sunlight through. and as if through two prisms, we saw two bright rainbows. the rainbows parted and moved away in opposite directions. we watched on, holding onto each other, dumbstruck by what was happening in the sky.
we then realized the rainbows were being formed by light passing through some sort of satellite or spacecraft or something.
the things in the sky started moving irregularly away from each other.
suddenly one of them exploded in the sky with a flash of light.
a few seconds later the other one exploded, just as the clouds parted quickly to reveal an almost clear evening sky.
i then started telling D about why it was pointless buying bottled water when tap water is as good.
a guy who had fallen down nearby in the darkness, and was also staring at the sky joined in the discussion and told us that he agreed with what i was telling her too.
(and then i woke up)
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