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Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Joy

Last night I dreamed that I went back to my old job in Chicago, and all my friends were so excited to see me. Gradually that turned into people from high school being excited to see me. There was a lot of swooping and hugging in the weightless way dreams have.

It was noteworthy to say that lots of the boys wanted to make out with me, but the thing I remember best is all the joy in the dream. I was so excited to see everyone, and they were excited to see me! I miss that pure joy of seeing friends I love and miss.

Tim and I went out for sushi and a good talk last night, and it was a lovely night. There's a joy in having good bonding time with him, a reaffirmation of why we love, and why we work so well together, but it's completely different.

I miss the friend joy. I just miss having friends.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Charity asks:
so which boys wanted to make out with you? Give me the juicy dream drama!

also, speaking of friends and connections, I still can't wait till you move here and we start our studio. It will be so much fun to work and play together!!!

3:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Charity asks:
so which boys wanted to make out with you? Give me the juicy dream drama!

also, speaking of friends and connections, I still can't wait till you move here and we start our studio. It will be so much fun to work and play together!!!

3:51 PM  
Blogger LE said...

We left so Tim could do graduate work. It wasn't a place I particularly wanted to go, but it's only 2 years.

9:33 AM  

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