Queen of Love and Beauty

Monday, May 16, 2005


Other than the getting the seat for the poker tournament on Wednesday the weekend was pretty uneventful. There was one thing however – I had a dream. This wasn’t the normal kind that you forget a few hours after waking. This was one of those that is eerily real and obscenely graphic.

For a brief time I thought that maybe dreams like this held some meaning or were a predictor of things, or something like that. Later on, I decided that it was more plausible that they are only the ramblings of your subconscious mind. Besides, the last time I spoke to the person that was in the dream was over ten years ago (and that was a total fluke) and I haven’t seen them in over twenty.

So along comes this thing, the internet – a vast, searchable resource, for all types of things, including answers to those pesky “What ever happened to so-and-so?” questions. It gets even better when you actually find something.

Anyways, I digress… I figure my dream could be attributed to the the thoughts that I have had, along with fruitful information gathering. That, and the thoughts in my head that suppose I have already come in contact with that someone who is right for me may be what is driving this neurosis… or maybe it is just hard to forget someone when you fell out of their treehouse.

posted by Amy at 2:56 pm  

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