Anyhow, the rant I had has lost the edge it had last night, mostly because I was distracted by something else; something shiny. My dreams are back. My broad, sweeping, epic dreams. And there have been a few minor changes. Instead of inside a giant mall, it was outdoors in a breathtaking city. I used to have fun exploring the million acre malls of my dreams, but it was always inside the box. I think realizing my dream of owning a car has opened my horizons a little. The other difference is that I was with someone almost the entire time. It was the Reverend Dave and my friend Ryan; they switched off at some point. I hadn't talked to Ryan in awhile until just a few days ago. It's interesting that my dream selected friends by their geographic proximity.
I've decided I'm way too perfectionistic about certain things for a successful relationship. Yet. I'm still looking for unsuccessful ones to tide me over, though.
