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[therumjournals]

I had a dream about ZQ last night. At first it was awesome, and then it was so not. I don't remember all the details, but basically I was in Paris or some European city, and I was trying to "run into" Zach. I saw him sitting at a table outside in a square, so I walked over near him and pretended to try to take a picture of myself in front of this beautiful building. He saw me and, gentleman that he is, got up and offered to take a picture of me in front of it. Then we started chatting and he was all smiley and he basically invited me to come back to his room (okay, it was for sex...look, it was my dream!). He wanted to give me his number, so I opened my backpack to get out a piece of paper and I mentioned something about, like, seat 23F - which was the seat that he had been in on his flight to Europe. Then he noticed that inside my backpack I had a ticket for that same flight, and all this other stalkery stuff about where he was going to be, and it was so obvious that I was just totally stalking him and he got really pissed, and then I woke up. And I was SO SAD because OMG we were almost friends, and it was ruined! I woke up thinking, "wow, that was a nightmare!"

Um...I'm not sure I want to know what this dream says about me...

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[lousy-science.livejournal.com]

*outs on Freud beard* it's catharsis - you ran through the whole gamut of emotions around him, yeah? From the best to the worst; it's like your brain gave the whole spectrum of ZQ-related feelings an airing, in one intense burst. I wouldn't necessarily attach 'meaning' to it other than - these are the potential feelings available to you (not just for ZQ), here's a practice run, for kicks.
*takes off Freud beard* So in your dream, what was he wearing?

[therumjournals.livejournal.com]

thanks, Freud! sounds good to me :-D

oh man, i don't remember what he was wearing! argh!