saturday nite i was blessed with about 50 million dreams about tom. these are the ones i distinctly remember.
one. i am sleeping. curled up in my bed beneath my blue blankets. he silently comes into my room and slides into bed with me. and i wake up to him kissing me. and i am so incredibly happy. he is incredibly warm and his skin is so soft. hm. we are kissing and whatnot. it goes on like that. eventually we make love. he looks at me, when its over, and he says 'i love you' and im about to say 'i love you too' but i wake up to find that it was just a dream.
two. i am trying to get to the impossibles show. somehow ive like slept the whole day and ignored the phone. and when i wake up its 6:30 and im all fuck! and i look at my pager and it shows that tom has paged me about forty times. i get super upset. throw some clothes on. and walk out of my house. and suddenly im at the fireside. i run in and search the crowd fer tom. his orange hair stuck out like a flame. so i walk up behind him. and slip my hands around his waste. and hes all startled. and he grins at me. and hes all "its you!" and im like "uh huh." and the impossibles havent played yet. so i stand in front of him and he holds me and rory and the impossibles come out on the makeshift stage. and i turn around and kiss tom. and i am fucking happy as hell. and we hold hands the whole show.
three. i am sitting on the curb outside of [the alley] downtown. im just sittin there by myself. and tom passes me by. and he doesnt notice me. so i follow him. and he is lovely.
