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Nessae Dream
Saturday, Sept. 28, 2002 11:08

I very rarely have dreams about people in a sexual manner. It's quite nice when I actually do, and definitely an indication of just how bad I'm wanting it. In this particular dream there were a lot of really odd details that meshed together a lot.

I was with my mom in a large house that vaguely resembled my grandmother's house in Bethel. But my grandmother came to pick me up and bring me somewhere. It was an odd place that didn't make any sense at all. It was downtown Lisbon Falls, but it was dark and indoors and flooded with water. We were doing all of these crazy challenges. They were like the Survivor challenges. One of them stipulated that we had to stay up on a surfboard for 12 minutes. There was another one that I don't remember anymore. But we finally finished, and I realized (at some point...) that Nessae had come to meet me. In fact, I think she showed up when we were surfing. But then we walked off together. We were kissing and hugging and somehow managed to be walking at the same time. I felt guilty because my grandmother was looking for us, to take us back to her house for the night, but I was thrilled to be making out with Nessae. We totally clicked right away. I honestly don't remember what she looked like in the dream, but I believe it was sort of similar to Theresa...strangely enough.

Nessae and I walked around for a while, and ran into some other people. Lauren being one of them. She was yelling to me from inside one of the rooms we went into after I had left the room. But I was in Nessae-zone. For some reason, we had to unhook the VCR from our living room here and bring it with my grandmother too. Then we all got into the car and went back to her house. Nessae and I were touching, kissing, cuddling the whole time. Apparently we didn't care what my granmother thought? We got back and my mom was sleeping on a queen sized bed right in the middle of the living room. Very very strange.

And I think that was the end of the dream. I love how even my sexual frustration type dreams don't even make much sense. I'm an odd duck, really.

But I have never actually met Nessae, no. She was supposed to come last week one day, but she couldn't. I'm not getting super excited about it though because I'm very afraid that it will be awkward and bad and we'll hate each other (more that she'll hate me). I was very very nervous when I thought she was coming before. If she does come one of these days, it will be crazy. I think I'd prefer it if she just happened to be in the city one day and had a few minutes to swing by and say hello. There would be much less pressure then. But that would kind of make it pretty impossible to talk or get to know her, I guess. I don't know. It's just very overwhelming. ANYWAY. I'm done.

Happy Saturday. I have a feeling I'm going to be quite bored.