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Talked to one of my ex's from back east earlier tonight. It seems that he is dreaming about me again (still?).
It seems that this time I seemed different... Our conversation pretty much went like this :
Me : How was I different?
Him : More intense. More colorful, and I want to say taller, though that could have been dream wierdness.
Me : *chuckle* well, I usually wear heels now.... How was I more intense/colorful? YOu now have me curious... (though I am currently sunburnt)
Him : Hmm, its hard to say. Your hair was longer, darker, more vibrant. You were slimmer, more muscular seeming. And you had more confidence, less joy. You were very serious seeming.
Me : Hmm.... I like that description, with the exception of the less joy, and very serious part.
Him : It was different. You may have been playing a part, your dress at the time indicated a more serioud type of scene. I'd guess BDSM. I don't remember what you said to me and woke up after you said it so, I don't know what the asituation was.
Me : How was I dressed?
Him : I can't remember exactly, black leather and metal studs, beyond that I can't remember. I was watching your face as you talked, your hair was the most interesting thing. I didn;t really notice, dream me has a different set of basic instructions then physical me.
All in all, it was pretty interesting. That was where we left off with the conversation, as I had to go to the store to pick up some things for work tomorrow. When I got home, he had already signed off.
Before we got into the discussion of his dream, we talked about some other things happening in our lives. It seems that one of our friends is going to be getting married, probably within the next year, and is moving in with her fiance at the end of this month. We also talked about some of the changes that are taking place in our own lives, how we feel about them. It was good talking to him... Hopefully when I go home later this year to visit, I can spend a day or two hanging out with him, and just catching up. When I needed an escape from my parents, or just from the general area, I'd go up and crash at his place for a few days, annoy his cat (his cat hated me - I wouldn't let him sleep in my bag or on my coat, and I usually took his place on the bed), and stay up til all hours just talking, and sometimes gaming.
I miss that.
It seems that this time I seemed different... Our conversation pretty much went like this :
Me : How was I different?
Him : More intense. More colorful, and I want to say taller, though that could have been dream wierdness.
Me : *chuckle* well, I usually wear heels now.... How was I more intense/colorful? YOu now have me curious... (though I am currently sunburnt)
Him : Hmm, its hard to say. Your hair was longer, darker, more vibrant. You were slimmer, more muscular seeming. And you had more confidence, less joy. You were very serious seeming.
Me : Hmm.... I like that description, with the exception of the less joy, and very serious part.
Him : It was different. You may have been playing a part, your dress at the time indicated a more serioud type of scene. I'd guess BDSM. I don't remember what you said to me and woke up after you said it so, I don't know what the asituation was.
Me : How was I dressed?
Him : I can't remember exactly, black leather and metal studs, beyond that I can't remember. I was watching your face as you talked, your hair was the most interesting thing. I didn;t really notice, dream me has a different set of basic instructions then physical me.
All in all, it was pretty interesting. That was where we left off with the conversation, as I had to go to the store to pick up some things for work tomorrow. When I got home, he had already signed off.
Before we got into the discussion of his dream, we talked about some other things happening in our lives. It seems that one of our friends is going to be getting married, probably within the next year, and is moving in with her fiance at the end of this month. We also talked about some of the changes that are taking place in our own lives, how we feel about them. It was good talking to him... Hopefully when I go home later this year to visit, I can spend a day or two hanging out with him, and just catching up. When I needed an escape from my parents, or just from the general area, I'd go up and crash at his place for a few days, annoy his cat (his cat hated me - I wouldn't let him sleep in my bag or on my coat, and I usually took his place on the bed), and stay up til all hours just talking, and sometimes gaming.
I miss that.