thanksgiving

Well. It was good to see everyone again. I'll say that much. And more, I guess. I'm sad that the laura's weren't around (Well, little laura was here for a little bit...).
Had the spookiest dream about the boy last night. It wasn't really him, but it was someone who I felt the same way about...this kind of flattered, flustered, mistrusting like...and he had an apartment off campus. But I had a 2 year old son, and I was leaving him in the apartment with not!theboy. Only somehow I found out that he liked to cut apart women (gruesome murder), and stretch out their muscles and then compare them with flower structure. And he was writing his disseration about this. And so I got really scared, not for myself but for my baby. And I went to collect him, and found a note from the not!boy...and it was characteristically charming. It said that he knew I knew, and that he'd let me go and not hurt me. But it was said really cutely, with sarcasm and arrows...kind of the way dave writes notes. And the way the boy is in general. And so I was scared not only that I'd be cut up by this guy, but also that I wouldn't run away. At the end of the dream, I was hold in the baby in one hand, and trying to tie up garbage bags full of my stuff (I was living with the not!boy), but the material kept stretching and falling.

I was really scared by this dream. It had some vivid bloody parts, but that wasn't really the problem. I think it was the whole boy thing that scared me so much...because I'm involved with this boy, and i think this dream shows that I don't really trust him. I'm worried that when I get back I'll be too scared of him to go hang out...which is crazy.

But it really freaked me out. Just so you all know.