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Periodicly.
I have noted with some concern that the slight sentimental streak I have taken pains to conceal is widening. On the drive home I began to cry while listen to the song Where've You Been(I'm Just Not Myself While You're Away). Not bawling mind you. Tears ran down my face but I doubt my expression changed. A the time I thought I was an aberation. But some time later, while watching the movie Spiderman, it happened again. Fortunately the theater was realativly empty. Strange. Disturbing. I mean the song was understandable if I was in an unusualy empathetic mood. But Spiderman?!
last modified Apr 4, 2003 at 11:48
Agreed.
And last night I dreamed that I told you (in person) about the dream I had dreamed before. And then we watched an opera while lying on cushions outdoors up against a monolith. Even odder.
I just dreamed about you. We went to a movie and then it turned out we were roommates, living in some college dorm I'd never seen. A doctor had left notes in tiny handwriting all over the door, the walls, the bed... odd.
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