My Dear Friend,
I had a dream about you last night. Actually, I've had a few of them now. It always happens when you disappear for extended lengths of time, as you have done once again. Apparently you lodged yourself deeper into my subconscious than I realized.
Would you like to know what happens in my dreams? I will tell you.
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Dream #1:
You and I arrange to meet up somewhere so we can hang out. I get there, but you have not arrived yet. I wait. You never show up. Just when I'm about give up on you and leave, your friend shows up with a look on his face like a sad puppy who's in trouble for doing something wrong. Except he didn't do anything wrong. He tells me that at the last minute, you decided for whatever reason that you couldn't meet up with me, and you didn't bother to let me know. You were just going to leave me hanging. Your friend apologizes profusely for this. It clearly bothers him personally, even though he's never met me before today. I don't know whether he's upset because of how you've treated me, or because of how you're acting in general. Maybe both. Your friend offers to get a cup of coffee with me, and we end up talking for hours. He's a really sweet guy with a great personality and a big heart. Someone eventually comes to pick him up, and you are in the vehicle with the driver, but you won't even step out to say hello. Your friend apologizes again, I thank him for talking, and then you're both gone.
Dream #2
I'm hanging out with you and a group of people, except I can never see your face. I can see everyone else's face, including the same friend from the last dream. Every time he looks at me, I get the feeling he wants to tell me something is wrong. Everyone seems to choose their words carefully around you, and I don't quite understand why. It's as if there was some recent confrontation that nobody will tell me about. Your body language is simultaneously tense and relaxed. How do you do that? You always look away from me. Even when you look directly at me, I still can't see you. Eventually you disappear, and I wonder where you went. Nobody knows, or else they won't say anything. Your other friend, who I've spoken with a few times, acts like nothing is wrong. He's either oblivious or intentionally ignorant. It's a stark contrast in behavior compared to the first friend I mentioned, who is obviously frustrated.
Dream #3 (from last night)
I'm with you at a show. We're standing in the middle of a big group of people - maybe the pit, maybe the beer garden - I don't remember for sure. People everywhere. I still can't see your face. You discover that someone close to you has betrayed you. Understandably, you get very upset. I try to console you, but you don't want to be consoled. Your anger grows and becomes disproportionate to the offense, and I get the sense that you're using this event as an excuse to unleash your fury without being questioned. How could anyone question you, SHE was the one who did the damage, not you. Or so you say. I wonder to myself if you also may have done some damage that you're not telling me about. You go off to be alone for a while, and you say you'll find me later. But I never see you again. Your friend (same one from before) hangs out with me for a little while, but he has other things to do, so he leaves too. Later I'm looking for you, but I get swept up in a crowd of people all moving in the same direction, and I can't get out. I'm forced to go with the flow until there's an outlet. Along the way I pass by several people I recognize and I ask them where you are, but nobody knows. Or they won't say. Eventually someone tells me your friend is trying to find me, but that he keeps getting tied up with business and hasn't been able to get out to meet me. I finally find my way out of the crowd, and I sit down on a grassy hill and just wait and wonder. I never see you or your friend again.
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Are we sensing any themes here?
You know... I told you in my previous blog that when you first started talking to me, I thought you just needed someone who was unknown to talk to. I also told you that maybe I needed the same thing. I am now coming to realize that I needed it more than I thought I did, and I even started to rely on it. I started to rely on you. I looked forward to seeing you online every night, even though most of the time you wanted to talk about your own problems and didn't really want to hear about mine. ...wait, that's not fair for me to say... sometimes you do want to hear about my life. It just seems to depend on your mood, which changes frequently and drastically. The point is that when you disappear, you are missed. And I get frustrated with you for being gone.
I guess it was wrong for me to develop an attachment to our conversations and our friendship. I don't even really know you. For a time, I thought I did. I definitely know certain things about you, but I'm pretty sure you only shared exactly what you wanted me to know and not one bit more. I guess you could say the same thing about me. Afterall, we're just a pair of strangers who met on the internet. You can't be too safe these days.
Anyway, you're gone again, and I think this time I'm going to stop looking for your return. I know that you'll find me if and when you need me, when you have the time and motivation. Until then, I must concentrate my efforts on the people who actually care to be present in my life. I've found that there are many - even when I feel alone, there is always somone close who is willing to talk or listen. I hope one day you will realize the same thing. None of us are ever truly alone unless we choose to be. Right now, I'm choosing not to be.
Only in dreams
We see what it means.
Reach out our hands.
Hold onto hers.
But when we wake
It's all been erased.
And so it seems
Only in dreams.
P.S. I'm awake now.
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2 comments:
Oh, Andrea... all I can say is, if you need to vent you know where to find me.
*grrr* Your friend had best hope I never catch up to him, because if I do, I can guaran-damn-tee that it won't be pretty.
QUestion of the day: How much shit are people willing to take from somebody before they have to walk away, to save their own sanity?
And why do some people thrive on being able to say, "See? I told you everybody hates me!"
Seriously! I think you really hit it on the head.
I'd like to distance myself from the situation and not let it bother me, but I keep having these damn dreams. Clearly it effects me more than it should.
What gets me is the presence of the benevolent friend. This friend exists in real life, but I've never met him or spoken with him directly, so I have no idea if his personality in my dreams is accurate. I do know that he is aware of my existence, but beyond that I have no other personal knowledge or experience.
The other friend, the one who was oblivious in my dream -- I actually have talked to him in real life. He is not really oblivious, but he does tend to act like it rather than stir up conflict.
And then my friend, the one I actually do know - or maybe not... he has shared some very personal things with me but he also puts up some big walls. He makes an effort to talk to me when he wants help or advice, or when he's feeling especially bored or lonely. Otherwise, he's "busy" and I hardly ever hear from him. Our communication is usually on his schedule and his agenda. There have been a handful of times when this is not the case, where he asks me about my life, and seems to care about my wellbeing. But on the whole, I would venture to say that I know a lot more about him than he knows about me.
And here I am talking about it again... Argh! I just can't seem to let it go. There's something about him that makes me care and even worry, in spite of the fact that he hasn't treated me with as much respect as I deserve. How does he do that? I really don't know why I take it so personally. Blogging about it was my attempt to get it out of my system so I could move on and hopefully stop thinking about it so much. It might be working, but I think I have a long way to go.
Anyway... thank you so much Sister Midnite for being there and listening. I know I can count on you. ^_^
Didn't mean for this comment to be another whole blog of its own. Good grief!
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