I had a dream the other night.
the problem with dreams is that you remember them when you wake up, but it's hard to keep them as vivid as they were.
allow me to be poetic and write that they are like a drawings on a chalk board - the wrong movement and you'll erase it all but the strong lines and some random parts.
the dream was about my girl. in the dream i did something she interpeted as me not giving her enough attention, resolting in her running away from me.
i started to run where she went, yelling her name.
the place looked like a mall, and i ran in circles, exiting to the streets, and back to the mall.
wherever i ran it was crowded.
occasionally i saw friends of mine, walking quietly. i asked them for help, and they ignored me.
i especially remember a female friend of mine, who walked in front of me, and as i passed by her, thinking whether to talk to her or not, her face said that there is no reason to.
then i saw another friend coming out of the restrooms. i tried to walk inside, but my friends stopped me. when i knocked them to the ground and went inside she was there, crying.
and this is the point i woke up.
when i told this to my girl on the phone, she didn't respond much, and when i told her tears washed my eyes when i told her the dream, she said she cried too, and was thinking whether to tell me or not.
this is the kind of thing which so clearly tells me how much she loves me.
twisted mind of mine...?