Dreams
So, I had a dream last night. It had a girl called Corkey in it, and there was lots of other stuff going on too. I have since forgotten 99% of the content of the dream, but one thing still sticks. She comes up to me and gives me a hug. That was all, just a simple hug. But it caused me to shiver with elation, you know, like when you listen to some awesome music, or eat something so tasty you consider using expletives to explain it, THAT was what I felt. And that though has been stuck in my mind all day, I haven’t told her personally, as that’s kinda weird, and I am not going to bring it up in ‘public’ conversation as my friends will no doubt perceive me as even more of a pervert…due to the lack of explanability in a chat space. I don’t mind them thinking that, but the other, slightly hidden, quite shy, part of me thats also paranoid, would freak out, so theres no point.
That kinda thing, where the dream has caused me to think seriously about it, has happened 3 times recently. One was with James’s girlfriend. Let me lay down that dream too:
I was at a modelmaking convention, making models of something or other with a few palls/buddies/chums from school that, tbh, I was never serious friends with (more like just foafs :D). And we were moving around the arena to find a place to settle down. I sat down on a chair (it happened to be an office chair with rollers) and for some forgotten reason, got angry with my crew and stood up sharply whilst ‘raging’ at my collogues. Unfortunatly, just at that moment, James’s girlfriend appeared behind me (like often things do in dreams, just spontaneously change arena/position/etc. good old brain) and I banged my chair into her mid rage. I turned round to see her, and she shouted at me before I could shout back. It was only a ‘oh ffs Joe’ kinda jobbie, but it stuck, I woke up seeing her ‘storming’ off in the other direction. Its stuck with me since (which is a rarity for my sieve-o-matic of a memory).
The third was more or less WOW. It was another of those OMFG feelings….
I was FLYING!!!! Serious, I was there, it was me, in the air, over the roofs, around the trees. I just kinda started, from my garden. Just stopped being on the ground. It was awesome, truly mindblowing, the resonance is still with me. I actually got out of bed and nearly went and asked my mum if I had been flying the day before….it was that real.
Another little feeling thats stuck with me was a random moment. I was washing the dishes, and had got a clean/dry cloth out. I held it by the corner (still folded into 4, so there was a kinda loop where the fabric hadnt folded straight) and dipped the other corner in. Still holding the corner, I watched the water rise up the cloth. Then the feeling came, as the water moistened the corner I was holding, the fabric collapsed in on its self (due to the pressure of my weak-ass grip). It was a really odd sensation. I want to do it again some time. :D
EDIT: OMG, Another dream about flying. This time at uni, twas awesomer!!!
