So, I just remembered that in the 30 minutes to an hour that I slept last night I had this crazy dream. I don't remember a whole lot of it, but here's the bad part...I think I was in the drive thru at McDonald's with Gabby, and there was all this commotion going on, and all of a sudden Gabby and I were in the middle of some shoot out between these robbers and cops. Gabby was shot in the head. But it turned out they were just bee bees, but they were stuck in her forhead, and I couldn't get her to a hospital, but she was actually fine, and they eventually just fell out. But I was just carrying her around looking for a hospital, trying to explain to anyone I could find what had happened. I think that was the gist of the dream. Running around like mad, crying, and trying to find ayone I could to help me, but I couldn't find anyone even remotely interested.
What is the definition of love?
Some anonymous person asked me this in the 'comments section' many blogs ago. A hard one to answer...everyone has a different answer...I am slowly admitting to myself that I have never truly been in love...I have felt deep affection for people, and I have had my feelings manipulated, and I have definitely been in lust...But I honestly can say that I've never been in love on my own terms...I'm so ready to be swept completely off my feet...
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