Everything Will Be Okay
4-13-1995
The first I remember is running or walking swiftly down a back road, towards a ranch-style house at the end. (I often have dreams where I'm walking, running, or driving down a road like this, towards a house at the end, in the middle of nowhere, and with not much control.) I was expecting Tweet to show up, for some reason. Instead, Taz was there. I told her I'd missed her, and we hugged (heh, that would never happen, we've never hugged, nor have I ever seen her hug) in silence for a little while...a minute or so...then she said she had to go somewhere, and a car pulled up. I asked her to call me, Saturday, or Sunday (apparently it was Friday), and she said sure. I asked if I had to once again give her my number, and before she could respond, I gave it to her anyway, just in case. Brown Stain walked up beside me from behind and started talking, but I wasn't quite listening. Heather said from the car, "Don't worry, everything will be ok." Then Brown Stain and I walked a bit, chatting. He mentioned Taz (he doesn't like most females), and I told a little bit of our so-called relationship, and that we went to prom together. There was a slight bit of running water under our feet as we walked down what seemed to be a highway...but a highway with steps, like a giant staircase. It was now night, and we bounded on down, and down, and down...
posted by Phlegm at 11/23/2003
