Posts in Dreams
Shake up a memory milkshake, fish out tiny chocolate hearts, caramel shells, and butterfly-shaped cookies from the thick mixture, crunch the gathered set, and wash it down with whatever remains in the glass.
My mom didn’t wake me up, and I slept until 1 PM. I jumped up in horror and started scolding her for not waking me up, to which she indifferently remarked that she had tried to wake me, but I just wouldn’t get up.
Today I dreamed of HIM. He came from his warm paradise to see me. He brought a camera and tried to take a photo of Danya, but something wasn’t working with the camera. I wanted to take a look, help him, when suddenly, right before my eyes, he began to transform into another person.
He came to me with that same cold gaze he had the day we parted. And on the very last day, too.
I became scared. He had brought an old man with him. In the old man's hands was a blue plastic chest. The old man intended to gather everything valuable in my home into that chest.
He had brought the old man to rob me.
She was sitting on the couch, her back against the armrest, her legs stretched along the seat. He was lying on his stomach facing her, gazing directly into her eyes and stroking her legs. She was dressed in something light. He was wearing something black.
He was stroking her legs, and I desperately wanted to be in her place.
And suddenly, I was.
Keanu Reeves in Moscow.
Interview, journalists, news footage.
But he wanted to be with me.
In my room, we lay half-reclining, half-kissing in the dim light.
He held my hand.
The moment was perfect.
He had to return to America.
I walked him out.
I came home and discovered a charming fluffy kitten in the room. He was peeing on the couch, so I took him off and put him on the floor to finish on the linoleum. After he was done, I nudged his nose into the puddle and, by accident, looked under the couch.
Tomorrow is my birthday. My old friend Oleg, whom I’ve known for 15 years, came to visit me. I have no idea why. I loved him a long time ago, 15 years ago. Very deeply.
First, I dreamt of fragments where I was wandering through Kazad-Dum and some other “Moriah”-like places, but I don’t remember them clearly.