How about some dialogue from a conversation I had with my imaginary girlfriend towards the end of my dream last night? We're sitting at an outdoor cafe in a large city in Europe.
"I feel dark," she said.(Don't ask me why my girlfriend was drinking.) While we were visiting Europe together, she attended an international boxing exhibition while I toured a local castle instead. I'd much rather search for hidden passageways than see two people trying to bloody each other. (And yes, I did find a secret passage; it led to a walk-in closet filled with men's and women's clothes. I started trying stuff on before someone else wandered in and I realized it wasn't a closet, but a coat check room...I ended up taking my "dark" girlfriend back to the check room and we played dress up with all the coats and hats. THAT cheered her up. In fact, I think she made off with some man's tie.)
"Dark like a 7-up or dark like a Sprite?" I asked.
"What kind of question is that? That makes no sense," she replied critically.
"I don't know how to explain it; it matters though."
"Sprite." she decided after a moment of consideration.
"The dark feeling you're experiencing is brought on by alcohol consumption. The process of intoxication brings on a metaphysical change within the body where a sickness moves down your body like a syrupy bottle of Sprite would. 7-Up, however, bubbles and fizzes in your nasal cavity."
"Bryan, What's going on? ...How on earth did you know that about me? Yesterday, you were a normal guy and today, you're frigging Freud!"
Then I woke up.
P.S. I will try to stay away from dark girlfriends in actual relationships.
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Listening to: Blur - 'Song 2'
Ha! that's hilarious. You played dress up in the coat check room! :) Try to stay away from the dark ones...
ReplyDeleteWhat a funny dream - I loved the dress up bit. I'm surprised I don't dream about dressing up with all the costumes we wear around here.
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