mrmuller

I'll start this journal with a question. Ever have something you really love or enjoy (like a favorite movie, place, time, or thing) ruined because it reminds you of something (like a person, time, place or thing) that you really don't want to remember or think about? And maybe it gets so that you can't even look at it/listen to it anymore, because it either makes you sad or angry. Any stories? Go on, you can tell me.


Now for the dream I had last night.
It was very strange. For some odd reason, I was going to class. But this class happened to be at a really big mall. A field trip maybe? Whatever the reason, I was there. Oh but listen, my story gets stranger. This mall just happened to be in Howell MI, which is a place I've never really been, and damned if I even know if there's a mall in Howell. It was snowing... I had taken the express way. I could see the area in my mind, like a map, for some reason there was a circular express way that had to be taken to get out or in to town. It was a really fast express way, and a treacherous one too.
In any even, I was walking out of class, and into one of the middle sections of the mall. There was something I took out of a wrapper, and I was walking over to a trash can to throw it away, and someone I haven't seen in a long time caught my eye. She was standing somewhere in front of me, and I didn't want her to think I saw her, because I didn't want to talk to her, so I looked at the floor. As I threw my wrapper away I saw her watch me, then start to walk away. But then she changed her mind, and came back and spoke to me. I was still pretending I hadn't seen her, when she spoke up, said hey, and asked if I wanted to get some coffee (she always loved coffee). I had to say yes, because I didn't want to be mean, but I really didn't want to see or talk to her. Not to mention I don't drink coffee.
Next thing I know, I'm in the coffee bar with her. She's sitting across from me, drinking coffee, and I've got something else like water. I don't remember what we talked about, or if we talked. I may have even woken up at that point and fallen back to sleep, and as most bad dreams do, it continued on.
Now we're out in the mall, and she's dancing around or something, and I think she was in a good mood, but I wasn't. I was just full of animosity and anger, so right now in my mind, it feels like we were fighting, but I don't think we were. I can't remember well enough. Anyway, she said something about partying, or clubbing, and that she's learned to do it "Howell Style", whatever the hell that means. In my mind in the dream I just took it to mean that it's a party town or something.
At some point, she was upset... I put my arm around her, and tried to make her feel better. She asked if I wanted to do something. I said I could catch a later ride (I don't know why, because I drove myself). We ate or something, or at least she did. I didn't want to be there, and yet, I did. I can't remember much more, as it's been many hours since the dream, but I remember that I eventually left. It wasn't snowing before she asked me to stay, but it was snowing when I finally left. I can recall it being hazardous on the road, but I don't remember much after that.

So I've had a fairly bad emotional hangover all day. I really hate that. Plus I'm still somewhat sick... I think. Hard to tell anymore. And you know, this is one of many "Mall" dreams I've had in the past few months. Odd.

One of my oldest friends just called me. He's going to be in town for about three weeks. He's about to board the plane, and wanted to know what kind of Sushi key-chain I'd like from the gift shop. So I told him Tamago.

Class all day tomorrow, it's gonna suck, I know it.