The Other World

No more Stalker Saga to the undersigned. That's one particle causing my dreams so it must go, for now.

If I were prone to believe in a Designer, I might believe in destiny and faith to have brought me to the very spot at the very time at the same time with Her. She cycled past me earlier today, just as I was having an inner dialogue with Her in my head. I wept. I literally started crying. I don't quite know why: sadness, happiness, Her beauty and the kindness, whatever it is I feel for Her... I really do not know what I was feeling. But I cried for the first time in a long time and I did it in public.

Now I'll listen to Aerosmith's "I don't wanna miss a thing" while you're gathering the fragments of your cheesiness-o-meter from the floor. ;)

Woke up fifteen minutes ago. In other words, I just screwed up my sleeping rhythm I've been able to keep in check for almost six weeks in a row. But it was worth it: in the dream there were fairies, Xena & Gabrielle, witches and me having sex with a gorgeous woman. My subconscious apparently got the idea.. for now.