It's true, you've won the little game I guess.  I do still think about you, and dream about you.  But here's where you've lost.  Those thoughts, they're the same as when I walk across a sewer grate and fear that Tim Curry dressed as a clown is going to reach up and get me or the fear when I walk across those service doors downtown that one will ( Read more... )

She was going to make a resolution this year and stick to it.  Sure, years past she never kept to them;  losing weight, exercising more, stop biting her nails.  But those really didn't mean anything and everyone made those.  This year, she was going to make one that counted ( Read more... )

Ghost
dream haunting,
teasing, tempting, elusive
Fish.

Her dreams yielded nothing.  She couldn't remember them.  This concerned her.  Her future depended on it ( Read more... )

Her dreams were telling her that her masculine and feminine sides were in perfect harmony, although she was craving sex.  She was having sex and marriage dreams, this time sans death.  Also, there were children, pregnancies, births and the color green involved.  There was a change coming into her life.  She apparently wanted children.  She did, ( Read more... )

She was sick of this city. Everyone was connected through everyone else. Most were connected to each other to old school acquaintances. She referred to them merely as acquaintances because not many were her friends in grade school and high school. Those that were turned on her before she was out.

Every time she met someone in college who was ( Read more... )

She just fell out of love with him. No other way to explain it. Things like that just happened in life. She told him that.
"I fell out of love with you."
"Why? What did I do?"
She just didn't know. Maybe it was because he changed his ways from the sacrificing pagan at Prosco to a Scientologist. Or maybe it was because he became so abhorrently ( Read more... )

They never yelled at each other when they got mad. It was always the same thing. Her mom wasn't normally passive aggressive with anyone else, only with the daughter. The daughter, however, was always passive aggressive. Yelling made her flinch, and she never liked it ( Read more... )

I didn't like my feet because they were huge. A size 10, a little difficult to find in shoe stores, but not impossible. I placed the new heels I had gotten to go with my two new skirts on and then the shortest of the two skirts. I wanted to make sure they went together, otherwise I'd take the shoes back. I looked down at my feet in disgust. ( Read more... )

As I read her away message, it said "Tiffy-kins, you are the pickle queen of my dreams." We had just finished talking to one another. I was in Hilton Head and she was still in Cincinnati. For a whole year we took classes together. We took "Ancient Near Eastern Civilizations I and II" as well as "Dead Sea Scrolls ( Read more... )