last night a dream:

i am visiting m and mypartnerincrime with merrydeath and wilde. we arrive at their apartment in the evening and mypartnerincrime is rushing out to do something, i�ll be back soon, wait here. i walk around the apartment, three rooms � bedroom (i do not enter there), kitchen, living-room � picking out familiar trinkets i remember from living with them.

the furniture is beige, the walls are mostly bare and white, most of the trinkets i remember have been sold or lost. m looks a bit down-trodden and broken�it seems they have debt problems, they struggle.

m and i reminisce while wilde and merrydeath chat in the living-room. m pulls out old notes that i wrote to her, all kept carefully and preserved. i am flattered and our eyes mist over. we hug each other and explain that we did not expect what happened to happen, and that we love and it was horrible for both of us -- there are little tears and sorrys.

hours have passed and merrydeath, wilde and i have driven far to get to their apartment. we were to go out, see a movie and have dinner with the two of them, but it is too late now. as we put on our shoes, mypartnerincrime, mr.p, rushes in, it took so long to do the�and then�and then�but we can go to the movie now? it is too late now and the three of us leave for home, waving backward as we walk down their walk and away.

*blink*

i enjoy the dreams where m is as she first was with me, not hiding her feelings or upset with my anger/sadness. i hurt that girl, i did, and she hurt me as well. interesting that in my dreams we are once again friends�companions�caring. i do like these dreams. i think that perhaps they symbolize healing, every one taking a little more of the bad away � leaving my good experiences up there with them untarnished.