June 30, 2004

One of My Favorite People:

I had an odd dream about my friend Sam the other day. Here is the email we shared afterwards:

Q wrote:

You were in the dream I had yesterday and you were dressed in drag, then we went
to some ghetto and hung out with mexicans who had pit-bull dogs. The whole
thing was bizarre since you don't like gays, mexicans or dogs. Pretty ironic,
but you made a good looking girl :)

Q


Dear Q,

My precious precious love, i dont know where to begin. The time since we have last spoken seems as though it would swallow up even eternity itself. My heart, my head, my soul, flutter as my head spins and searches for the right words to push from my lips. I have not words to quell the storm of emotions rising up inside me. But alas,I shall try to express these most passionate thoughts, please lean closer to me...............STOP EATING JUNK FOOD BEFORE YOU GO TO BED SO YOU WONT HAVE THESE FUCKED UP DREAMS!!!!!

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I must admit my heart fluttered when I read the first part of this the other day. He is by far the most attractive male I know, quite possibly the most attractive male that I have ever known. There was a time where I would have given nearly anything to know him better. Then I realized two things: 1) He and I disagree on nearly every topic. 2) He has some strange ideas about life. A little to strange for me even.
Sam's weird because he looks like a model, is extremely polite and full of complements, very itelligent but maybe has had too much time to think about things.
Don't get me wrong - I love him because he's different. I'm going to do my best to keep in touch with him. He's hilarious, lets me talk as much as I want and loves to argue with me.
The best thing about this e-mail is that his replies are usually short and sweet. Something along the likes of "sho thang girl." If he's agreeing to plans to go out, meet to study, etc. I guess he's catching up on his classics this summer.

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