i feel like i dreamt of him last night. i don't remember it, but i feel like i did. i have some residual feeling of him. the only thing i really remember is recalling another dream i had years ago, where we ran into each other at the airport. we were both on the same flight- to hawaii of all places.

i think it's funny, (and really cool!) how sometimes in dreams you can remember other dreams as if they're actual memories. while i'm dreaming i'll talk about things that happened in other dreams as if they really happened, and i'll recall places i've been to, things i've done and seen in dreams past. It's like a parallel existence. though of course it's entirely inconstant. things from my actual life, things from past dreams, completely new things.. they all come and go as they please. every night you get something new.