I dreamed about this boy all night, over and over he was just...there. There were conversations that I really can't remember but I don't think they were too important; the important thing was that he was there. Here's the splash: I know that in my waking life it could never happen. I know that, though I want it, there's no way he could ever be what I would need him to be. I've accepted that...except, perhaps, when I'm dreaming. Maybe my dream was my subconscious throwing me a crumb and letting me experience what I probably never really will...
After I was done with the boy I was walking through a thrift store with a friend of mine. They were getting ready to close and I was determined to make it to a back room where they made keys. I needed to copy a key to my house (as I do in reality). When I finally found the room where keys were made I was looking at the key display when I realized my ex had not given me a key to the house yet and my mission was pointless.
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dream (n) : 1. A sequence of images that appear involuntarily, often a mixture of real and imaginary characters, places, and events. 2. Something that somebody hopes, longs, or is ambitious for, usually something difficult to attain or far removed from present circumstances. antonym: REALITY
