Everything I’m craving is just at my fingertips. Out of reach. If the world were ending and nothing that wasn’t real mattered, would I be someone who sleeps with one person or someone who sleeps with many?
That dream bothered me because I saw it the night after watching Seeking a Friend for the End of the World.
Makes you think who you want next to you when it’s IT. Would I sleep with a lot of people, or find that one person? That night I had a dream. I was with one of my partners I work with. I was happy to see him. We were in this room looking at servers in this group including two women, one light one dark. I remember getting really jealous and thinking, be careful, he’s doing this with other people. Yesterday he called me to see a new product. I went over there and it was this office I’d never been to and when I walked in it was the same scene as my dream. Two women, one light one dark. And I was kind of freaked out.
I’d never ever saw him or thought of him that way. He’s a funny looking dude. But it was like something had broken the surface of the world. And we were stooped down looking at a system together and I dropped my sunglasses and he picked them up. When our hands touched I remembered that jealous feeling from my dream. And then I suddenly realized I loved him. But it made absolutely no sense. Like a momentary emotion that’s really just a memory. But I think on some level he felt it or knew about the dream, because he didn’t let go of my hand when we said goodbye.