Here’s the other weird thing that happened last night.
I had a vivid dream about PHG. It was truly weird. In the dream it was the first time we had seen each other since that day in the bank, but there was no animosity between us. In fact, there was a spark of attraction between us.
In the dream, his face was vivid… his character was different as well. He wasn’t as withdrawn and his typical hypochondriac self. He was vibrant, open, sure of himself, not as insecure. Very out of character for him. Also, he was the one pressing me; pressing me to consider him. We flirted, we played, he made me laugh and the physicality of our ‘relationship’ reasserted itself.
It kind of spooked me, because you know… that’s now two years ago. So where did it come from. I don’t know if there was any deeper meaning, because just the fact that I dreamt him is so weird.
Maybe we’ve made peace on a subconcious level. Maybe we’re not holding the same kind of animosity that we did for so long. I don’t know, but the dream didn’t leave me uneasy.
I actually dreamt of my brother last night as well… but you know those details escape me now.