Dream on the night of 7/21/08

Apparently to some people dreams represent the subconscious and what not. Items and situations in dreams are symbols. I don't really believe in that phooey but, i just want to make sense of the dream i had last night.

It started almost cinematic switching between both my point-of-view and third person perspective.

I watched dozens of cars pass by as their headlights and brake lights danced on hills. The lonely snore of my brother in the back seat alerted me that i was driving and driving pretty late. Faint radio commercials played in the background while she sat there quietly. Was she my girlfriend?

In my uncle's house we took shelter from riding around in my dirty white Nissan steed. Usually i can feel clashes between reality and hyper-reality but the juxtaposition of my real memories of the tiny house with this new house didn't seem too peculiar. I traveled the house as if i grew up in it. I looked for my uncle and he provided us with a hospitality only people who wish to be appreciated could present.

Here's where i began to think maybe we were coming from a concert. My uncle who lives in LA has always said i could stay in his loft if i were ever in the city too late and needed a place to go. I was more than willing to drive home to Anaheim but Joshua, my brother, suggested otherwise. We were in LA late at night because of a concert.

I've always thought my thoughts had ADD but really its a disorganized assembly each thought with its seperate opinion all clamoring to have their idea heard. And with that I finally remember that she lives quite a ways from here (and by here i mean my dream LA). In my mind it had already been 2:00 in the morning and car seats didn't sound too inviting or comfortable for another hourlong trip. So I suggest we stay at my uncle's place for the night and she's too tired to object. My uncle provides us with all the material we need to set up beds and i start my self-appointed job.

I come to a little dilemma. I don't know whether to set up one or two beds. My brother already knocked out on a couch so his accommodations were taken care of. It was either to share the same bed with her or make my own. I set up one bed and asked my uncle for toothpaste and toothbrush. I did that for three reasons. First, i need to take care of my teeth. Second, i wouldn't want my breath to smell bad if i shared a bed with her. And Lastly, to give me some more time to think about whether to set up the second bed.

There's a thin line between dreams and reality. She was ridiculously pretty as she lay on the purple blanket and well...she's not so much different in reality. There was an opportunity that i could take advantage of. But I couldn't. I couldn't bring myself to share the bed with her, it would be too presumptuous. So i slept on the floor, too tired to set up my own bed.

The next day i found myself in a coffee house. I've never been to an actual coffee place besides Starbucks and even then i don't have a group of friends that discuss things like the TV show. But in my sleep i did. I began to rationalize that the girl who saw the concert with my brother and I had liked me. Well, liked me in the way of relationships. I presented my case through her actions that night. My friends who knew me more than i knew myself listened carefully until one spoke up. Maybe my subconscious is brunette but she warned me "you're too eager to fall in love, you shouldn't fall in love alone."