Just My Dream

May 22nd, 2007

If my memory serves me right, it was a Wednesday night, not too hot but a breeze was present enough to induce sweaters and light jackets. I was sitting alone in a strange new world, the locals often called the SAC. From above the stairs I could crawl into my favorite chair in the corner and secretly watch those below- and even drop in on some of their conversations. But today was a different night. It was not a time to sit and reflect and write stories of the sick people I knew nothing about but hated so deeply and knew everything and loved them as my subjects. No, this was a time for neither love, nor hate, nor reflection. I drifted away into my own world of audio to the soundtrack of bad 90's pop and R&B and new emo/lyrically unique sounding pop/punk. And I fell asleep.

My dream was magical and lovely and it felt so real. I dreamt of a true love. (Okay, I guess I lied.)

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