i had the weirdest dream last night. i was at a campfire, surrounded by people i knew, but didn't recognize and we were all talking about the nature of the american dream. then for some reason i started reciting this amazing slam poetry and a boy kissed me long and hard because he loved the words. and i said, 'you make my soul echo.'
it was all very deep and poetic and cheesy. but i've been having quite a few of those dreams lately. epic romance dreams. there was another one a few weeks ago where a boy and i were in love, but we were both promised to another. somehow, we found a way around it, only to be discovered in our secret hiding place in England. but our shoes kept soundless clacking off the pavement and we kissed in between our footsteps.
i'm guessing this means i'm yearning for something more than what i have out of life right now.
in any scenario, it was not the 'you make my soul echo' line that really got to me. it was something i said about california. something along the lines of "even california has forgotten how to dream." and it made me want to cry, because california is supposed to be a place OF dreams. and here i was, negating it in my own.
*sigh* where are all the locations for lovers and dreamers? i've been to france, italy, england, california, ireland...and they don't really come close.
though i did fall in love with the landscape. i suppose that's always been my biggest problem: i fall in love with places and moments, not people.
they make for good stories though.
it was all very deep and poetic and cheesy. but i've been having quite a few of those dreams lately. epic romance dreams. there was another one a few weeks ago where a boy and i were in love, but we were both promised to another. somehow, we found a way around it, only to be discovered in our secret hiding place in England. but our shoes kept soundless clacking off the pavement and we kissed in between our footsteps.
i'm guessing this means i'm yearning for something more than what i have out of life right now.
in any scenario, it was not the 'you make my soul echo' line that really got to me. it was something i said about california. something along the lines of "even california has forgotten how to dream." and it made me want to cry, because california is supposed to be a place OF dreams. and here i was, negating it in my own.
*sigh* where are all the locations for lovers and dreamers? i've been to france, italy, england, california, ireland...and they don't really come close.
though i did fall in love with the landscape. i suppose that's always been my biggest problem: i fall in love with places and moments, not people.
they make for good stories though.
off like an edible thong,
Leni-Licious
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