Had a dream about her today. It might have been a bit fever-born, hard to tell if I feel like crap because I'm sick or because, well, because of everything else.
It was some huge party at someone's house. I don't know who the house belonged to, but they were clearly rich. Anyway, everyone was there. Everyone from Rich O's, and everyone from my family, and others who I'm assuming were members of other people's families.
It was like a combination Halloween and Thanksgiving party, as there seemed to be elements of both holidays present.
I only got to see her a couple of times, for a total of maybe three seconds, so one might be tempted to say that my dream wasn't really about her at all. But, it was my dream, and so I know the truth. The truth was that I spent every second of that dream, wandering from room to room, ignoring the partying going on therein, looking for her.
I found her a couple of times, off in the distance, but when I moved closer, she had moved on.
I was carrying a little black and white kitten, and I wanted to give it to her.
That was going to be my excuse for getting to talk to her, anyway.