Day 26

dreaming my dreams...

lizzie,

hey lovie. i just woke up exactly one hour ago, at 1:00am. found out that you called again. i can't believe i slept so long. i had only wanted to sleep for an hour or so. so i woke up thinking "o.k...it's probably 9:00pm." then i look at the clock. "shit," i scream in a loud voice. then i see the message board. once again, "shit" is heard throughout the suite. i had really, really, really wanted to see you tonight...i definitely had no intention of sleeping so long and now am kinda down that i didn't get to see you. anyway, shortly after waking up, i had the following conversation with ben:

me: i can't believe it's one o'clock
ben: dude, you fuckin' crashed.
me: i really wanted to see lizzie tonight, but i overslept. i oversleep classes intentionally, now i'm oversleeping more important things.
ben: dude, what do you expect, you're sick as a dog. she's not gonna wanna hang with ya if you're sick.

well, it was something like that. i actually had a dream about you. we were lying next to eachother in my bed. you were on the wall side and i was on the edge. you were looking at the wall for some unknown reason. i called your name twice, but as soon as you looked towards me, you completely vanished. then i'm sitting in my bed, trying to figure out where the hell you went. anyway, that was the extent of my dream.

i didn't want to call you after 1:00am when i woke up cause i figured you'd be asleep. so i threw some clothes on and came by sears. i even went so far as to peek in the window to see if you were still awake. no luck...so i stopped by the ibm room of the cit. then i walked down thayer to get some iced-ulcer-causing-coffee at D&D. walking down thayer in this weather at that time of night, i was just thinking how nice it would have been to take a walk with you. maybe tomorrow night?

by the way, are we "escaping" this weekend to some unknown beautiful place? if for some reason we don't, let's at least go to boston for the day. definite MFA opportunity. we could walk all day long, assuming it's nice, without having to worry about brown faces staring at us from every direction.

i'm staying up all night to do some reading for my paper. i should go to bed since i woke up feeling sicker than when i went to bed. as sasha said, "sebastian, just take 3 grams of vitamin c and you will destroy the cold before it spreads." i hope sasha is right cause i popped five grams. since september, despite the winter and times when all my roomates were sick, i didn't get sick all year. why do i have to be sick on the nicest day of the year?

hopefully, you'll get this e-mail tomorrow...i would absolutely love to spend some time with you tomorrow night. i'll call you. sweet dreams, sweet angel.

love,
sebastian