i was only dreamin'

I had a dream about The Boy™ last nite -- which, admitedly, is the first time in a good while. It wasn't anything fantastically serious or anything. There were two locations -- one, my college apartment -- and the other, a fashion runway. I remember being at this apartment and thinking "this place is just sadly bare." I was also aware that I no longer lived here, that the furniture and stuff was someone else's. But, bare as it was, the furniture in it was very nice, well-coordinated. I only remember the one room ... it was very long and had only a very small desk at one end and then a queen size bed that was pretty thick with mattresses. The headboard was part wicker, and part lacquered wood that was this color. I dunnno. It looked good in the dream. The bed coverings were very expensive looking, and plush -- the kind you could fall into forever and likely never hit bottom. Extremely comfortable -- but -- the room was solid white, with covered windows (paper-thin, white curtains that simply muted the incoming light.) And I all I could think was how simple and plain -- and comfortable -- the room was. But it wasn't mine.

Then I left the apartment and went to this fashion runaway. They weren't modeling clothes -- but haircuts. And they picked very ... un-model-esque people to show the works. The Boy was one of these people. And the haircut he had was horrendouly awful. It was parted down the middle at an angle, and his hair was long, sort'a even around his jaw line. But the way the hair was parted made his face look long, and A-shaped. Everyone laughed at him. He was wearing a brown couduroy turtle neck (gag) with a black pleather jacket (that was kind'a cute) -- but not him. He kept looking at me to help him because everyone was laughing -- and I coudln't do anything but just stand there and watch him take it in, not feeling bad, but not feeling happy, just sorta indifferent.

And that was about all I remember. I think the bad fashion was because I watched the rest of Twin Peaks (season 1) yesterday, and the fashion in that makes baby jesus cry in a most profound way. But now I wonder if The Boy is going to be making a regular appearance in my dreams...

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