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xaq_the_aereonSometimes being able to stay in a dream is nice..for a few days now, though, I think I can honestly say my dreams have been a lot better than real life, and waking up has become a rather begrudging requirement.
A few nights ago, my dream self was with some old friends in an RV, taking a road trip of the nation. Might as well have been a full-blown house, though...this RV is freaking --HUGE.-- The only way I could tell it was an RV was that I'd occasionally go through the kitchen and into the front to offer the driver, a high school friend of mine named Jeff, anything. Along with us was someone I didn't recognize at all, an Oriental girl with short black hair. We get to talking, I find out her name's Yuri, and we seem to hit it off rather well. Woke up in the middle of having coffee with her (should have been a clue I was dreaming...I hate the stuff) while helping her out with some college homework she had.
The next night, we had to stop to fill the RV up in Colorado. This, for some reason, proves to be an arduously long process, so aside from my old college friend Allen, who was next on driving duty and thus stuck with the fill-up, we all decide to scope out a local mall. The rest of the group takes off in one direction while Yuri and I go check out the local Barnes & Noble, pick up some manga, then stop by a few other stores. While we're at a small jewelry shop, we come across a his/hers set of matching, and rather beautiful looking, rings. The store owner mentions that they're specially crafted engagement rings, which puts us off from just buying them right then and there. She jokes about how everyone else would think we were getting married and how we'd have to detour down to Vegas to get that taken care of, we laugh...then I just jokingly throw out the idea that, hell, why not go for it.
Joke idea quickly turns into serious idea, serious idea gets interrupted by alarm clock, alarm clock gets turned off by a grumpy 26-yr-old.
Night after that...low and behold, we've detoured to Vegas, Allen's smacking me on the back in the "You lucky SOB" way he always did...nothing fancy for the service, really. We barely even got dressed up for it. We walk down the aisle, say the I Dos, rice gets thrown...and we're all back on the road. (Geez, brain, how lame!) Rest of the trip for that dream is just laughs, jokes, utter bliss, and me just about destroying my alarm clock in rage for dragging me out of it.
Which brings us to last night. Still on the road, but we've got a new companion for the trip, which makes me wonder just how long this road trip's been lasting. You see, the new companion is a 5-year-old girl named Rene, a sweet little spitfire with all of her mother's charm and beauty, all of her father's wit and curiosity, and, unfortunately, twice my mischievous sense of humor.
I have to admit, this is the first time any thoughts of parenthood have actually been pleasant for me rather than just making my whole brain go "Ummm.....NO THANKS." Almost enough to make me wish that this was the dream world, really, but barring that, I wouldn't mind them going on night after night forever.
With my luck, though? Those dreams have probably run their course.
A few nights ago, my dream self was with some old friends in an RV, taking a road trip of the nation. Might as well have been a full-blown house, though...this RV is freaking --HUGE.-- The only way I could tell it was an RV was that I'd occasionally go through the kitchen and into the front to offer the driver, a high school friend of mine named Jeff, anything. Along with us was someone I didn't recognize at all, an Oriental girl with short black hair. We get to talking, I find out her name's Yuri, and we seem to hit it off rather well. Woke up in the middle of having coffee with her (should have been a clue I was dreaming...I hate the stuff) while helping her out with some college homework she had.
The next night, we had to stop to fill the RV up in Colorado. This, for some reason, proves to be an arduously long process, so aside from my old college friend Allen, who was next on driving duty and thus stuck with the fill-up, we all decide to scope out a local mall. The rest of the group takes off in one direction while Yuri and I go check out the local Barnes & Noble, pick up some manga, then stop by a few other stores. While we're at a small jewelry shop, we come across a his/hers set of matching, and rather beautiful looking, rings. The store owner mentions that they're specially crafted engagement rings, which puts us off from just buying them right then and there. She jokes about how everyone else would think we were getting married and how we'd have to detour down to Vegas to get that taken care of, we laugh...then I just jokingly throw out the idea that, hell, why not go for it.
Joke idea quickly turns into serious idea, serious idea gets interrupted by alarm clock, alarm clock gets turned off by a grumpy 26-yr-old.
Night after that...low and behold, we've detoured to Vegas, Allen's smacking me on the back in the "You lucky SOB" way he always did...nothing fancy for the service, really. We barely even got dressed up for it. We walk down the aisle, say the I Dos, rice gets thrown...and we're all back on the road. (Geez, brain, how lame!) Rest of the trip for that dream is just laughs, jokes, utter bliss, and me just about destroying my alarm clock in rage for dragging me out of it.
Which brings us to last night. Still on the road, but we've got a new companion for the trip, which makes me wonder just how long this road trip's been lasting. You see, the new companion is a 5-year-old girl named Rene, a sweet little spitfire with all of her mother's charm and beauty, all of her father's wit and curiosity, and, unfortunately, twice my mischievous sense of humor.
I have to admit, this is the first time any thoughts of parenthood have actually been pleasant for me rather than just making my whole brain go "Ummm.....NO THANKS." Almost enough to make me wish that this was the dream world, really, but barring that, I wouldn't mind them going on night after night forever.
With my luck, though? Those dreams have probably run their course.
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Date: 1/18/09 07:55 (UTC)The rest of them are just so nonsensical they are utterly confusing.
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Date: 1/19/09 09:04 (UTC)(Before anyone asks: Not telling.)