Crazy movie-like dream involving I. It must be written down or else lose it to the haze of memory as I wake. This dream had a great story line with a beginning middle and an end. Yet, it is already going.
I calls me out of the blue, and invites me over to her parents house on Saturday. They live right down the road from me. Really, they did in real life. I'm ecstatic and can't wait for the weekend to come.
On the day, I take public transportation or maybe walk over. When I get there, she invites me in. Her parents are not there, but she's not alone in the house. She's with a blonde haired young dude who she introduces me to. The guy can't stay and leaves us to ourselves. I at first think the guy is a neighbor; he's young and as he leaves, he walks down the street. Later, dude! I get to spend a Saturday with I!
This part of the dream is leaving me now.
We drink coffee. We hang out. We talk about our lives that has passed. We clean up her parents house. I am having a good time. It feels like I may have a chance with her again. At one point she goes to throw some things out, and I give her a hand. As she walks out the door with the garbage bag, she mentions that she never was married. She never had kids. I get the shakes hearing this. The window of opportunity just opened, right?
I start turning on the charm and try to be less subtle in my passes. I put the moves on her getting close to her, and she begins to feel uncomfortable. I back off slightly not wanting to ruin things. Then it is evening, and I had to go.
I'm taking the bus back home. She's steps out for a minute as I get my things together. I'm giddy trying to figure out how to restart our friendship and turn it into a relationship. Can I finally go out with I? Is she home to stay? She did say she liked me and missed me right before I got all forward, right? Yes, maybe, hopefully.
But she returns with the young blonde boy who I thought was her neighbor.
We get on the bus. Me and I on one side; the blonde boy on the other. I'm very happy thinking how to end this right. I think that I should ask her out to dinner or drinks or get her phone number. I can envision establishing a relationship wherein we end up married. It just may happen. She is my über-girl, and it would mean a lot to have her as a girlfriend.
As we are jostled around, I make a pass on her. I attempt footsies. I tickle her toe with mine except that it didn't really tickle. It seemed I scratched her with my toenails. She cries out, and I know that I've just killed any chance with her. She rubs her toe, and then the twist of this dream happens. The blonde boy immediately jumps to her side and embraces her! Comforts her. He rubs her feet and relaxes her. She gives him a peck on the forehead, but it is a signal to me that she is spoken for. She had brought him along as a hint that she had a boyfriend! My hopes are shot, and I can't of think of anything to salvage the situation. Maybe I can get in the friend zone and bide my time.
I wake up without ever finishing that bus ride.
Labels: dreams, hint, let's get together yeah yeah yeah, that girl, that sinking feeling, wishing for a pony
