We were young, we were young, we didn't care

Last night I had a dream. I've been dreaming lots more lately. This dream was unlike any other. I had a dream that I died. I was on a plane and I was singing out loud. Nobody was paying attention and nobody could see me but I died. There was three beams of light that came to my face and next thing I remember is walking up to Vincent's house. When he answered he had shining tears streaming down his face and he couldn't believe I was standing in front of him--apparently he knew I was dead. I told him that God had given me some time to spend with him before I had to return. And even though I was dead he could put his arms around me and he said he could feel me but I couldn't feel him. He said he would take me somewhere and keep me from ever having to leave but I told him God would find me and take me home.




It was bizarre and beautiful all at the same time. I probably won't tell Vincent about this dream because it kind of made me sad when I woke up. I felt very aware of the world and scared to know what will happen. This is funny to me, too, because it's New Years Eve. I don't plan on doing anything tonight. There really is nothing to do .I know Vincent will probably be busy. Since we didn't talk on the phone last night, and I was very sad then, I hope we will tonight. I'll stay up this time--I promise.



He's going to be my New Year's kiss from over 2,000 miles away. And from feeling what I've felt in my dreams, I know I'll feel his kiss.









Clementine - Sarah Jaffe
Go ahead and listen. I like this song a lot.