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Current mood:	optimistic
Current music:	Belly - Feed The Tree

Silver baby come to me, I'll only hurt you in my dreams
Okay, so I had a dream Sunday night that was much more pleasant than that last one. It was kind of funny, actually.
So Olivia was talking to me because she ran across this notebook she had found at the henna shop years ago... she didn't know who it belonged to, but somebody had written what looked like a love poem, describing her beauty and everything. In my dream Olivia wasn't her "real" name; her legal name was Ellen, and whoever wrote the poem knew that and addressed her as such. She knew I worked at the henna shop around the same time (it was from around '03), and she wanted my help figuring out who wrote it. It was a cheap green spiral-bound notebook, like the ones I always use.
Well, I didn't want to tell her, but I had written it. I didn't 100% remember writing it, but it was my notebook, my handwriting, and my writing style... sounded like something I would write, though I could only vaguely recall writing it. It was like looking at myself in an entirely different life.
I pretended like I didn't recognize it, and said I would help. First thing I did was Google a couple phrases of the poem to see if anybody else had seen it, or if I had been copying it from another source. All I could find was a post Olivia had made to an LJ community a couple years back trying to see if anybody could identify it. (I think a couple people laughed at it. :P )
I can't remember much of the poem, but it was full of mythological allusions, including mention of Laertes. Now, I don't know if it was actually Laertes from mythology or from Shakespeare, but I'm almost certain it made mention of a weapon of his - - I want to say it was "Laertes's bow", but I'm not 100%. The only thing I know for sure was that it said Laertes. (I've heard other people can't read in dreams, but I was reading this poem as clearly as something in real life. Just didn't retain much of it.) I know Odysseus had a bow, but I dunno if it had originally belonged to Laertes or what.
In the end I fessed up that I had actually written it, 'cause apparently even at 18 I thought she was gorgeous. She was like "Yeah, I know." She  thought it was cute; she just wanted to toy with me and get me to confess. Heh.

There was a LOT more to the dream (like, an entirely different plot going on), but unfortunately I can't remember the rest.