magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

recently, what with all this sleeping late, my dreams have been vivid and strange. they've been narrative, and have tended to continue even after i've half woken up, rolled over, and gone back to sleep. but once i'm fully awake all the details have drained away.

i had some errands i had to take care of this morning. near places she could be. my heart skips a beat every time i see a black jetta. while i was out one drove past, and my eyes jumped rapidly from the vw symbol, to the sunglasses on the girl driving, to the massachusetts license plate. then the roof rack, and knowledge that it wasn't her.

later, i crossed paths with a brown student wearing a bright orange dress, some of her hair dyed pink. i don't know what else to say about the experience. we were crossing a street in opposite directions. there wasn't much of a chance for eye contact. i couldn't tell you if i found her attractive or if it was only the colours. i don't know if she made any note of me at all.

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then an eye exam. and eye drops that dilated my pupils. the sunlight hurt. the cashier at whole foods must have thought i was tripping. after dark to garth and cybèle's and then out for drinks and talking. back at their place the conversation between garth and i about our respective relationship concerns got more serious. but for both of us it pretty much just comes down to waiting. unless i can meet the girl in the orange dress in the next few days.