Had a dream where I thought you ditched me at an event and I was running through a crowd to find you. You yelled my name from behind and were walking back from the parking lot, so I turned around and fell on the gravel on the bridge I was on. I stayed on my knees and ignored the gravel fucking up my stockings or heels, and just kept my arms over the bridge. It was small and stone and at a park or whatever. I waited for you to catch up to me and woke up.
When you called my name you said something like Really? And maybe something else but I can’t remember. But this whole thing started when I was laying on my bed in some weird room listening to brand new BoA, it was weird cause it was called 2008, and it was 2017. The artwork had a lot of green in it but it was different from Jewel Song. And I was looking out the window next to me cause whenever a train or something went by the building rocked back and forth. Eventually it fell, and kept falling a long time, I kept trying to estimate impact but couldn’t.
I woke up in a different bed from dogs jumping all over me, Dan decided to wake me and brought the neighbors dogs over, and Chibi. I was paralyzed for a moment and was finally able to move, so I called him an asshole and pushed him off the bed, and rolled over to go back to sleep. He grabbed a knife so I got up and grabbed a sword and pointed it at his neck while he sat in a computer chair. He kept antagonizing me and I realized this might be what he wanted. He couldn’t kill himself so he’d use me. Like when people were suicidal and would call the cops and then pull weapons and get shot. Idk. I backed off.
I was standing outside an entrance with you, and you were wearing a black shirt and jeans. I was in something gothy I can barely remember. We were chatting before walking in and we’re amused at going to a fetish ball. Making comments about chains and who would be tired to which but we didn’t have any and I was secretly relieved. You jokingly called me mistress and I said don’t do that again. We walked in and the event space was wrong. Then it started to look familiar and I realized it was a lot smaller than before, and it wasn’t the beautiful venue of Scottsdale. It looked more like a shittily coordinated SCA event, with a bunch of random people I didn’t know. I walked around to see if that was the entire event and decide if we should leave, or see if maybe there was something else somewhere else? I went around this hall and saw these tables lined up with all these cakes, and then around the corner from there was another open space with people in various costumes, and decided to walk back to where I was previously. I stood by a table and decided to eat a candy bar I’d brought with me, and this couple in matching blue and black vinyl outfits started talking to me. They admired my outfit which also had some blue in it. And while I ate and we chatted the guy asked me if the angry looking man over there was mine, and then I looked behind us by the cakes, I saw you shake your head and walk away. You were wearing a white button down shirt with your sleeves rolled up (dreams are weird, and sometimes emotional af). I was shocked by the reaction but didn’t care at the moment, so I ran in your direction and couldn’t find you, ran around the corner to where I saw those people in costumes earlier, and then back around and outside to where the bridge was, and that’s when you called me. I didn’t understand why you’d be angry at people talking to me, it didn’t seem to make sense. Why didn’t you just walk up to us and put your arms around me? But I was so upset at the whole thing all I could do was look down and wait, so I could hear you out and then address it.