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March 18, 2005

dream a little dream

So anyway, I was stretching last night after my workout and the woman stretching with me said "When I grow up, I want to look like you. Your body is perfect." She didn't look like she was kidding, but you never know. Still, I'll take it, I'll take it, and thank you, whoever you are. For those of you who will never lay eyes on me and for those of you who have and already know: No, it isn't.

So it was home again to make dinner, cajole the troops into eating it, cleaning up, finishing the Signet Program application, The OC, laundry, and at 10:30 I went upstairs, took off my clothes, washed my face, drew the curtains, and got into bed. I turned off the light and thought about the week, and about sleeping alone, and about all the nights in front of me of sleeping alone, except now I know they're out there and I chose them--no, I chose to believe they're out there, chose to stop believing in We Belong Together, no, instead it's Good-Bye To All That, okay--and I felt something, something like "oh well," which I guess was resignation, and I fell into sleep as if I was dropped from 50 stories up.

About a million years later something was shaking my shoulder. Shake, shake, shake.
No.
Shake. Shake. I opened my eyes a teeny bit. Time to get up? Looked at the clock. One-hundred-thirteen o'clock? What the hell kind of time is that? Oh. 11:34. Is that right? How can that be when I've been asleep for hours?
"Mom." Oh.
"What?"
"I had the dream again." This is the dream where The Other One kills me, then her, then her brother, then you, then himself. With a machine gun.
"Uh huh."
"Can I sleep with you?"
"Ughm."

That must have meant "yes" because three hours later there she was, in bed with me, kicking me awake, which is where I have been until now, and now it's time for bed.

Posted by JudyLa at 10:00 PM | Comments (0)