What Comes in Dreams

December 5, 2008 at 7:19 pm · Filed under dreams, love and tagged: arjuna, dreams, Kitty, marriage, sleep

I still miss my Arjuna.  It’ weird and I know that I shouldn’t, but I do and I suppose my subconcious knows that better than even I.

I’m lying in my bed with no pants on (because it’s winter and cargo pants are uncomfortable to sleep in), and out of no where Arjuna shows up.  He tells me that he’s getting married the next day at this resort where we’re both staying (how he managed to get into my room, and why it’s my dorm room, I have no idea), and he wanted to see me one more time, or something.

For no readily apparent reason he takes off his shirt and crawls into bed next to me.  He tells me that he’s sorry, and that he hasn’t forgotten, but he’s a changed man now.  I smile and turn around so that I’m facing him and extend a hand in a mock handshake.  “Pleased to meet you,” I say, “I have no name.”  I’m not sure if he gets this oblique reference to my more annoying activities involving him, but he  says nothing, and we just lie there for a while.

There is a mosquito, and it bites Arjuna.  I offer to open the window to see if it will fly out, but Arjuna gets out of the bed as I’m doing so and begins putting on his shirt (it’s light blue), saying that he needs to get going anyway.  He wants Kitty and I to help him pick out movies for something, I’m not sure what.

The next thing I know, Arjuna is getting married to a skinny girl with clearly colored reddish/orange hair and goth make-up.  She’s wearing a pair of grey dress pants, and keeps complaining that they make her look like she has no ass.  It’s true, in fact, but I say nothing.  At some point I recycle several soda cans.

After the wedding Sterling is back in his t-shirt and jeans, and desperately trying to evade having to look after his new wife’s twin toddler cousins.  Kassi and I go looking for him.  Just as we reach the bottom of a set of stairs, Sterling catches me around the waist and makes some self-righteous comment about how he hates children.  I can’t help but wonder why he got married.

Then I wake up.  Damn dorms.

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