I entered the dream standing in between the lanes of traffic with him. We were talking with one another comfortably when I heard an ungodly collision and went to see what was causing all the destruction. All the clocks were falling from the clock towers and crushing the old buildings on campus. He, in the meantime, had walked into one of the old buildings to help others. I watched from outside as a giant gear, still spinning, tore into the building he was in and killed him.


This was, of course, the night before I left for my transfer college. I woke up afraid and crying a little, at first, but then realized what my subconscious was trying to tell me:

My love, for both the college and for him, would be crushed by time. Maybe not immediately, and maybe not painlessly, but someday I'll be more removed from it, like it's only a distant memory.

RE:
They need some kind of legal witness, and my mom said she would call a lawyer that we know to be the witness. *sighs* At this point, I really don't care any more :(
» peanutmelon on 2011-08-16 07:14:14

Pretty clear metaphor.
» randomjunk on 2011-08-16 10:12:44

o.0
» middaymoon on 2011-08-16 11:04:25

DEEP
Bravo, dream, to being direct and seemingly clear, for a dream.
» invisible on 2011-08-17 01:26:13

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