I went outside and walked till I got to a bridge/culvert/overpass thing, which was basically a secluded untrafficked area under a highway designed to act as a stage for combat. There was even a railing overlooking the irrigation culvert thing. So LA. Hmm... I *could* listen to the Motels, but not right now. I will settle for singing "It's Oh! So! L.A." To myself. :)
There was supposed to be a fight; I was in the mood for brakhage and violents. Indeed, there was a large Taye Diggs/Tyson Bedford lookin mofo there ready for me, but instead a ton of online friends showed up. Interesting, given the context. Yesterday I said to
Now isn't that special? What's really special is another dream I had. It was just me and her, laying next to one another, staring at each other's face. I wasn't going to post this and just tell her to keep it special in between us, but then I decided it was so beautiful that I wanted to keep it in my journal forever. And I already e-mailed it to her this morning, so she should know about it first. You all will forget that my dreams are sweet and loving anyway and go back to thinking I am King Perv in a few minutes anyway, but we will treasure the memory until I do something wrong and she burns me in fire because I am stupid. Yay!
Hands up, everyone who liked this post! ::raises his hand::