I had a similar thing happen to me in high school. I dreamt I found this perfect, wonderful boy I fell hopelessly in love with. I even knew his name, which ...well, I think the odds of meeting a boy with this name are next to nil, unless I move to France. But everything was peachy and wonderful and I woke up feeling incredibly hopeful. His face was pretty well blurred, but then I think I still could recognise him if I ever actually met him, regardless of that.

Oh and, I totally agree about Blankets. After reading that book, I became a huge Craig Thompson fan. I think I probably have a good percentage of things he's published in. I met Craig Thompson a few months back, and now I have the most incredible crush on him.

Okay, well, there's that.
Youthful optimism is a good thing.

I've had a few dreams like that before. Perfect and happy and clueless as to who I'm in love with.

Waking up is a great big dissapointment.

ooooh man a dream like that would drive m nuts, once i had a dream where all i did was talk to my prince charming on the phone, and it was amazing conversation, but i never said his name, and never once was his face in the dream, so i often try to remember the exact conversation so if i ever stumble into it, i'll know.....
if that made any damn since at all...
did you know libras like to ramble?

yeah, game is probably the perfect word for it. it's oh so very tiring

I'm fairly clueless as to how it all works, so I usually end up observing these things around me.

And even then I still don't know how it works...

That's a really positive dream, methinks. You are craving the love.

I have a posse? I don't know if I can go. I have school early tomorrow and I am way behind on my school work.

Long story short - I was supposed to go to school out here, but couldnt manage the financial aspect. I decided to stay out here, because it was better than being at home. Change of scenery is always good. But, I will be a music/english education major.

Why did you move away?