The girl at the party

I had a dream a few years back that I was at this party and met a girl. We hit it off, really connected on a lot of things…but then it hit me: I was dreaming. I told her that I was bummed because I just realized it was a dream. She didn’t believe me, so I asked her what her last name was. She just stared at me blankly.

I told her she didn’t know cuz my brain hadn’t given her a last name, but that we should just enjoy the time we have together.

Then I woke up and fell back to sleep. I was at another house party. I remember walking around sort of aimlessly until I saw her.

She remembered me and we spent the rest of the dream hanging out and holding hands and whatnot. …Afterwards, it kinda effed me up for a few days.

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