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I fuckin hate bad dreams / nightmares. (yeah, yeah, who doesn't)
Normally, I don't remember my dreams at all. Occasionally I'll remember snatches.

So of course, I wake up from the middle of a dream a few minutes ago. One that's going to stick with me for awhile. And it's a nightmare. «shivers»

Sweetness, I want a picture of the 2 of us together. I don't care if it is just one of those mall things that give you 4 pics in a strip. in fact that might not be a bad idea... something quick, (semi)spontaneous.

«SHIVERS» Yes, something that simple would have (maybe) let me fall back asleep....

So what was the nightmare?
We're in a tornado or something, and Jos ends up with amnesia.
Since we don't have any pics of us together, he doesn't beleive we know each other, and I can't convince him otherwise.
The fact that I don't know his family's names, addresses or phone #s doesn't help my case.
Ended up, Jos had gotten his life back together, and I ended up stalking him (both RL and cyber). That's when I woke up...

Yes, it's irrational. Dreams are.
I still want those pics.
(and the fact that I want to get photographed tells you how much this thing affected me..
I'm a bit camera shy, and there aren't that many pics of me in existance since I left home...)