that term, is truly understandable. The women, and in this case woman, of my dreams, is so beyond all women i've met so far, but not beyond possibility of existing.
this one, this one stays mine for a while.
eerie, pa? funny how one ends up with some small details to try and attatch to the waking life....
ok i'll indulge you just a little. It started out with a couple of s. lebouf's, as twins, behind me in line at a grocery.
She was ahead of me in line. i think. this part is now a little fuzzy.
seriously. with dreams like this, why must i wake? If waking is a must, then how do i find her in my seemingly awakened state?
lo....
PS: go watch barbarella, for some reason. i caught a snippet of it on tv the other nite. entertaining!
PPS: recommending Ratatat and Bit Shifter. Go get them, or get on AIM and i'll IM them to you. delicious. Ratatat.....ahhhhh. yay! and this edit is taking place hours later, and im still bemused by my wonderful dream.
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