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Saturday, August 30, 2008

I don't understand it. It has been 3, 4 years since we've been together, but I still dream of you. With surprising regularality and scary, unsettling content, I dream of you.

Content has changed a bit, to focus more on reconnecting with you. The dreams tell me stories of circumstances under which we become friends again, time and time again. They aren't particularly nightmareish, but they scare me with the emotional ride they take me on, and I wish they would stop. Beautiful dreams as they are, they wake me in the morning with a painful ache in my chest that takes ages to go away.

So, I'm going to try to do in real life what my dreams tell me to.

I wonder if you're willing to. I can't do this alone.

-ionie
Now playing - Your Love Song, Angela Aki

7:06 PM



It is truly alright.