Dream

It’s interesting. I wrote an entry about my thoughts about Nicki, and when I went to bed, I had a dream about her.

In my dream, it was like 20 years in the future and I was middle-aged. But I still looked like I do now. Anyways for some reason or another I was traveling and I was in the middle of the country, like in Kansas or something. It was a very remote place.

Well I stopped at a convenience store for gas for my car. It was a weird looking convenience store. Very old fashioned, it was like a log cabin, made of wood. It turns out Nicki was working there at the register. And she was older too, but she looked just like she does now… er… rather she looks like the last time I saw her, 1.25 years ago.

We struck up conversation and it turned out she was no longer married to that loser and her kid was doing fine, in like high school or something.

I kept wanting to ask her out, but it was obvious that she just wasn’t interested in me. So I spent the whole dream looking at stuff in the store fighting the urge to ask her out, trying to get myself to leave. Because I already know if I ask her out, it’s just going to force her to say no.

And now that I’m awake I feel really sad about that dream.