Dream Journal - 06/15/04

I will attempt to go back and re-record some of my more recent dreams, but I'll start with this one that I had last night. I'm getting ready for my 20th year class reunion this fall, and I dreamed last night I was there.

All I remember of the dream is seeing a female classmate I haven't seen since graduation. This particular girl I had a huge crush on in Junior High, though the attraction didn't really last through Senior High (although we became better friends).

She was perhaps my first love - in Junior High terms, that is.

There she was, at the reunion. In real life she's very short - perhaps 5'1" - and had long jet-black hair. And that was exactly as I saw her in the dream. I even commented to her, amazed, that she hadn't changed a bit. I gave her a big hug and actually picked her up. She may have wrapped her legs around me, I can't be sure, but she didn't seem to weigh anything. She was as glad to see me as I was her.

And that was all I remember. I do know there were other people around, also saying how glad they were to see her, but I don't recall any others in particular.

What should've been a reality check for me was her 18-year-old appearance (instead of 38) but since I haven't seen her for twenty years, that's all I know that she looks like. My mind somehow justified the dichotomy by rationalizing that she just hadn't aged that much.