(or: I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you, that I almost believe that they’re real)
the past came back to haunt me via the most surprising route. it’s the little things i remember most.. when i say ‘little things’, i mean particular words, words that still trigger an eruption of emotion. my heart was in my throat, my mind was somersaulting, my hands were paralysed, not sure which of the cascade of feeling i should express first, or ever. i didn’t expect that, nor was i able to handle it.
on another note. i had the oddest dream this morning. princess’s sister had come over to use the computer to write her thesis.. (odd, because she has her own computer), and while she was here, another friend of ours arrived, and claimed that she was his sister.. this led us on to a massive wild goose chase, where she was trying to find her mother, to verify that this guy was her brother.. however, she went looking for her mother in a particular section of the Botanical Gardens, and as soon as she got there, a herd of elephants started chasing her.
i know. i’ve been in shock about that one all day.