Chris, 10/28/09

Chris Dream… its not fair.

I had a dream that Chris and I were sort of talking again, like on decent terms. Idk what was going on but we needed a lot of people to help give rides, and he agreed to use his truck. He comes over and we’re standing in the dining room and idk, he just started standing really close and we were semi messing around and he put his arms around me from behind to hold me in place or something. My mother got a kick out of it xD anyway.
So we laugh at her and go to leave and we’re walking really close. We get into his truck and he says something about how I should sit in the middle cause someone else is going to be sitting in the passenger seat. Ha.
He started talking about how he was sorry and he was stupid and he’s glad we’re friends again. I reached out and took his hand, and he smiled. So we drove like that, holding hand with me sitting right beside him. Idk where we were going but we kept talking, both about us, about whatever, idk, and I ended up leaning into him, just resting against him.
It was so sweet, and so perfect… I remember asking if this was a dream, telling myself it had to be, and he promised that it wasn’t =[
It was a double dream kind of thing. I remember later realizing it HAD been a dream.. but I was so sure it wasn’t. I checked my phone, and all these random pictures I had taken of cars [that didn’t actually exist] and weird things during that dream, were still on my phone.
I wake up now, and sigh. I had been so desperate for it to be real, that I not only dreamt about it, but when that dream ended, my next dream was me trying to convince myself it had been real.

So depressing…