You wear them so well, those innocent eyes

I have to do this now, while it's still fresh in my mind. It's funny. Lately, most of the time when I wake up and slowly stumble over to my chair in the command center, David's usually already sitting at his, and I'll often say "I had a weird dream." But he's now here right now - he's working for Mom, which is weird in and of itself. But I did have a weird dream, and I'd be posting about this one anyway.

It was about Chelsea.

No, not my truck. That Chelsea. And why not? With the complete and total disarray (-Disarray? Ha! Try non-existent.-) that my social and romantic lives are in right now, why not go all the way back to the beginning?

So I don't remember all of it, but I'll go with what I do.

We were dating. I think. No, I'm sure about that. Except I was displaying the vast insecurities and issues I've always had about her, including an almost completely inability to talk to her, and she was trying to help me overcome them. I remember at one point, she, um, what's the word? Pinched my nose? That's not quite the right word, but hopefully, you'll know what I mean. It was cute.

Speaking of cute...

It was weird. My dream was set in present times, or close enough. But she didn't look like she does now - not that I'd have any idea how she looks. The last time I saw her was... a brief visit during senior year in high school. But I guess my subconscious used the image I have permanently burned in my mind, that of *way* back, 6th - 8th grade. And she had a lot of freckles.

So I don't remember very much of it, except driving around in a little silver car (A possible reference to Lilie, which is odd, though I'm still a lot of anxiety about the possibility of driving her car back from Ft Worth, don't know why else that would pop up), and we were talking a lot, and she pinched my nose, and was trying to get me to talk to her more, open up, which is weird since I don't normally have that problem, and when we were going through the intersection at Bishop and Hopkins right before it turns into Hunter (or maybe after), we got hit in by another car. Not enough to hurt us, but enough to damage the car a little.

That's about all I remember. And it was enough to keep my eyes wet for the last hour or so since I've been awake.