Sunday, April 3, 2011

Dreaming of you...

I keep seeing you in my dreams. Last night I was at grandmas and it was the usual turmoil, strife etc. You flew on pike a spirit, wrapped in flowing white robes, and you told me that you had taken a job painting or being painted.. It was 8 dollars or something more than something else.. That's why you weren't around anymore though... Not because you were dead, it was just a whole huge hoax after all .

I guess that's one of the stages ( finger quotes ) ... That you think it's probably all bullshit. I guess the romantic in me just still wants to believe she's alive and this whole thing is fake. I Remember when she came to me in the dream... I was so stoked that she was alive so she could come and live with us in our awesome house and our awesome yard and per our awesome pig. I guess that's why they're called dreams. BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop

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