I had a very vidid dream last night about someone I dated for about a month in high school. I had completely forgotten that he had blue eyes. His eyes were VERY blue. And he had black hair (not dyed). Its odd how tiny memories like that come back to you in dreams. I think its strange how this guy keeps coming back to me in dreams. Significant dreams, at that.
Once I had a dream that he and I were in my backyard late at night and we were looking at the stars. And he said something meaningful, that I can't remember right now. And I woke up feeling completely refreshed. The most refreshed I've ever felt.
A couple years ago I had a lucid dream. And he was who I was talking to in my dream. I haven't had a lucid dream since then.
I don't know that he has any more significance to me than other people I've dated.
I know that my friends used to make fun of him (a lot because he had a very high libido and you could completely control him by using our feminine wiles). But for completely shallow reasons too.
He was a Cancer. Very secretive. Once I was on the phone with him and I heard a baby crying in the background and I asked who it was. He said very mumbling "my baby brother". Shockingly, I asked since when did he have a baby brother. He said a month. When I asked why he hadn't told me he quickly changed the subject. He didn't approve of his mother's relationship with his new step-dad.
I think he was the first person I ever really got "dirty" with. Maybe thats his significance. Once on the band bus after a holiday parade. We weren't dating. I was sucking on a candy cane and noticed that he was staring at my mouth with that "look". I realized that it probably was hinting at giving head. He gave me a lot of power in that moment. So I took advantage and continued to suck on the candy cane, this time intensely staring back at him. At one point he rested his hand on my leg. We continued this until we got back to the high school. Where we got off the band bus and he asked me out.
We never actually DID anything together though. It was a lot of whispering and suggestive talking. But no action. I was too young/nervous about sex at that point. I think I was only 15. I think there was one time when I accidentally saw his dick. It was completely a mistake. I think we had just been making out and for some reason or another I lifted his shirt and his dick was popping out of his pants. I'm not sure I've ever told anyone that.
Anyway, last I heard he was living in Seattle after being kicked out of the military for doing heroin.
Once I had a dream that he and I were in my backyard late at night and we were looking at the stars. And he said something meaningful, that I can't remember right now. And I woke up feeling completely refreshed. The most refreshed I've ever felt.
A couple years ago I had a lucid dream. And he was who I was talking to in my dream. I haven't had a lucid dream since then.
I don't know that he has any more significance to me than other people I've dated.
I know that my friends used to make fun of him (a lot because he had a very high libido and you could completely control him by using our feminine wiles). But for completely shallow reasons too.
He was a Cancer. Very secretive. Once I was on the phone with him and I heard a baby crying in the background and I asked who it was. He said very mumbling "my baby brother". Shockingly, I asked since when did he have a baby brother. He said a month. When I asked why he hadn't told me he quickly changed the subject. He didn't approve of his mother's relationship with his new step-dad.
I think he was the first person I ever really got "dirty" with. Maybe thats his significance. Once on the band bus after a holiday parade. We weren't dating. I was sucking on a candy cane and noticed that he was staring at my mouth with that "look". I realized that it probably was hinting at giving head. He gave me a lot of power in that moment. So I took advantage and continued to suck on the candy cane, this time intensely staring back at him. At one point he rested his hand on my leg. We continued this until we got back to the high school. Where we got off the band bus and he asked me out.
We never actually DID anything together though. It was a lot of whispering and suggestive talking. But no action. I was too young/nervous about sex at that point. I think I was only 15. I think there was one time when I accidentally saw his dick. It was completely a mistake. I think we had just been making out and for some reason or another I lifted his shirt and his dick was popping out of his pants. I'm not sure I've ever told anyone that.
Anyway, last I heard he was living in Seattle after being kicked out of the military for doing heroin.
horus73:
Awesome! You're an artist too