Last day before I’m leaving for ACK. My dream last night was that Aaron was my boyfriend and I was making out and then sleeping with his best friend Pete. It was exciting, I was also a model again. It felt good, in an illicit way.
They’re kind of like the “drunk dreams”. You live with something in your life for so long and then it’s gone. I guess my brain is used to him? I don’t have much else to say right now. I’m not so much in conviction of trying again with Charles, but I still think I’m learning that way.
It’s a strange place, because it’s not just up to me. I can’t just decide.