This morning I woke up from having an awesome dream with Trevor. I ran into him at some get-together and although at first he kind of wanted to avoid me (one of those, “Ugh, go away” things.) Finally I convinced him with my charm to give me the time of day, and he did. We had some fun times and just chatted like old, casual friends from high school. Then when it got dark, it started to rain, and we were ready to leave. He was about to offer to hang out a bit more, until I saw his dad and his step-mom getting into the driver and passenger sides and I had to decline. I always felt like they didn’t really like me. Christian, and shit.

We gave each other a hug good bye and departed ways. I like waking up from dreams like that.