I seem to resolve my regrets as I sleep.
Last night I had a dream that my ex-boyfriend was following me around at a party. It wasn't sinister; he was just there. The details are shaky, as most dreams seem to be-- but suddenly we were facing each other. We talked about our past together, how we understood that it was best to end the thing.
"Mostly," he said, "I miss your freckles."
I understood what he meant-- that nostalgia lay in the small details.
I told him that I missed the way he slept.
This has happened before, with other men that I was once involved with. At first they are antagonists-- showing up at dances and ignoring me, or something along those lines. With time, we always end up having a conversation, where we reach an amicable end to all the shit that went on before.
I always feel better afterward, like I've obtained some form of closure. I wonder if they have the same dream, or if this is just my way of slowly pushing out the sadness I feel about mistakes and misunderstandings made.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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2 comments:
What does this have to do with seafaring shenanigans?
shitloads.
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