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a dream

March 18, 2004

I had a dream. I was working in the Dickens Inn and it was ram-packed, the busiest night of the year. All the staff decided to get together after work, so we grabbed a bottle of Stolichnaya and headed back to someone's flat. At the party I saw this girl from work that I'd been flirting with all night - an absolute vision; in my dream she moved in slow motion, a halo of otherworldly light dappling in her shiny black shoulder length hair, cheek and hip bones all over the place. I walked over to her and whispered in her ear "I've lived in London for a month and a half now and you are the most beautiful thing I've seen in this dirty old town". "So far...?" she asked, "the most beautiful thing you've seen so far?". "No I don't want to presume I'll ever see something more beautiful than you" I replied (my cheese rating goes through the roof in dreams). She smiled at me and said "I don't believe you by the way, I think you're full of shit". Pretending momentarily to be wounded, I looked up into her eyes and said "when I was a young boy my dad taught me to always tell the pretty girls that they're clever, and always tell the clever girls that they're pretty". She fell silent for a second, mulling it over, then suddenly asked "are you trying to say I'm not beautiful?", "no" I said, "I'm trying to say you are beautiful".
Which is where my dream ended, where does this stuff come from?

 Posted by Chris at March 18, 2004 04:01 PM |  Category: Spaz

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