5.7.08

one of those days

i had my first bad dream in the new apartment last night. not a night terror, not like in the old neighborhood. no, in this dream, i was stranded in a black-widow infested basement apartment with craig as my superintendent, and he was showing attention to some girl who was smaller than me, skinnier than me, and had better hair. at one point she had her dinner served up on his stomach and it was at this point that i struggled to surface, pushing imaginary stir-fry off his very real stomach, to no avail. finally he woke up and, after assuring me that he loved me, i fell back to sleep, where i dreamed that he proposed to me with a ring he had bought for monica.

today i'm tired.

1 comment:

crystal said...

the old neighborhood, is that like the old country? things will get better. you do have a swimming pool...