InsaneJournal

Current mood:	thoughtful
Current music:	Voltaire - Feathery Wings

I wish I could protect you here, oh, please don't cry
So a couple nights ago I had a dream about Steph...

In my dream, I knew a way to contact her somehow, or I still had some kind of connection with her. It had something to do with somebody still having her phone. Like, I didn't contact her through the phone, but that had something to do with everything. I don't know what. And for some reason, to talk to her I had to go to this one particular part of the airport. Dunno if it was inside a terminal or not, but it was at the closer end of a long windowed walkway. It was during the day when I went to meet her. I went there, and there she was, standing there... we talked for a long time... we had to stay in this one particular spot, so we just stood there to talk... and upon waking I couldn't remember a goddamned thing we talked about. It was more pleasant than the last dream I had... there was something stressful or something in the last dream I had about her, something she wanted me to know that I wasn't getting. It was nothing like that this time. We just talked for a long time, but our time was limited. When I knew our time was almost up, I got really sad. I think I started to cry. (Honestly, I'm almost crying just typing this up.) I know I held on to her, I may have kissed her but I'm not sure. And I still can't remember exactly what she said to me, but it was less of a "Goodbye" and more of a "Talk to you later". I got the strong feeling that that we would meet to talk again. I hope we do, and soon.

Talking about it makes me a little sad, but it was really nice to see her again. "Nice" is not a strong enough word, really.

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I also had a weird dream that night about skateboarding. *shrugs*