If You Want This To Be About You, It Can Be.

July 2009.

I had a late afternoon dream about you; one of those really intense, profound ones you get when you sleep on an empty stomach. So I guess I should preface this by saying I still think about you, even if we don't talk much.

We were at a big banquet or celebration of some sort; it could have been a wedding. All our friends were there, but dressed in elaborate costumes. There was an air of solemnity and pageantry around; which made me feel awkward as I stumbled about, wide eyed and more than a little confused, but fascinated with the colors and the sounds.

And there, with an almost child-like disregard for the conventions surrounding us, I found you adorably stomping around. And we were so happy to find each other.

I have a hard time recalling exactly what happens next in the dream, especially as dizzying as this one was. However, I do recall rain. We kissed in the rain. I remember us kissing in the rain, and it was wonderful. I wish I had more moments in my life that felt that good, outside of dreams.

I woke up and felt sad all over again, but that was quickly replaced with a feeling that reassured me things will work themselves out on their own time. Maybe, if you read this, I can pass along some of that reassurance to you.

I'm sorry things are so complicated right now. That'll change. Everything changes.