Day 15, Day 16
15 - Your Dreams
Dreaming’s a favourite pastime of mine. Lately I’ve been having trouble remembering them. Dreams can really change the mood of an entire day - they make me lonely or they make me anxious or they make me really happy. If I had to pick the most vivid dream I’ve had, I’d pick one I had when I was about five years old. It was in black and white, but yellowed like an old photograph. A woman (who worked at the library back home) was on the roof of a house and I imagine she was fixing it, or something. She fell off and the top of her head broke into pieces, but there was no blood - it was as if her head was made of solid porcelain. I watched her walk around on the lawn and pick up the pieces. I woke up terrified and only calmed down when my mom told me to picture something happy. I pictured a butterfly - stained glass.
16 - Your First Kiss
It was not romantic and we didn’t have feelings for each other. It was with my best friend under an air hockey table in my other best friend’s basement in grade 12. We were both drunk. It started with a kiss on the cheek and moved to the lips, and he tried to add some tongue action. I was shocked. I’ve yet to have a kiss I actually enjoyed, but all things in good time, right?
