| 7:41a |
Could it be?
Spoon called, and was being all sweet - like he can be. He said he’d been wanting to talk to me, was sorry we didn’t get to hang out at Mardi Gras, and that he had wanted to tell me something. He said he really missed me, and had been wanting to try and give us another go or something along those lines. I told him no. I felt him strongly after this dream. This is odd, I haven’t dreamt of Spoon so in a long time. Before I went to bed this night, I’d been thinking how I was over him, didn’t feel upset over him a tad, had really forgotten him. All of a sudden, he’s returning in dreams and I’m hearing our songs on the radio. Could he be playing the old tricks?
Current Mood: contemplative |