Saturday, December 3, 2011

The secret life of Passíon A. Magician

     I've decided that I'm going to disappear from Robert for a while, we'll see what that does. Hopefully it helps both of us. This way I won't worry myself to shreds and he'll have time to evaluate his feelings and thoughts and such. Speaking of Robert, I had a bad dream about him... but after I talked to him about it, it didn't seem as bad as it made me feel.
     The dream started with two kids playing a computer game, the view I had was of the back of their heads looking into the computer screen. They were playing a game in which they had to turn people and their towns smaller and separate them from each other that way the Acorn Queen wouldn't destroy them. It ended up that Robert, a bunch of random people, and I were in the game. We were swimming across a river with our possessions to a summer camp place.
     Robert's room was the only room in the entire place that had a girl bunked with two boys, Robert and his friend Santana. My room was right next to his and I cannot recall if I had any bunk mates. The bathroom was in the hall that was in front of my room, and a door from Robert's room led to the bathroom as well. This is important later.
     Some time after every one of the townsfolk had got their belongs to the camp, this daring young boy jumped off a cliff into the river on a couch cushion. Following his decent, a black man, maybe in his early twenties, ran over to the where the boy had safely landed and began drowning himself for reasons unbeknownst to me. When the boy asked him why he was drowning himself he mumbled something along the lines of, "I've been waiting for my brother."
     After the man took his own life through the water, I saw Robert crossing a bridge that lead to the camp. I waved excitedly and frantically at him and all he did was stare. Confused, I made a heart shape with my hands and he looked away and continued on his way. I assumed he wasn't talking to me, shrugged it off, and went back to the camp to go take a shower.
     As I was undressing, a former classmate of mine walked in and freaked out a little. I was topless and just struck up a conversation with Darrell, all the while he not knowing whether to keep his eyes on my eyes or... you know. Once the conversation came to an end, I asked him if he wanted to join me in a shower. He ran away screaming "no" as though I was trying to kill him. Once again, I shrugged off the action of a boy and continued with my business.
     When I finished my shower Darrell ran into the bathroom and announced that he was ready. Although I was fully dressed he picked me up in such a way that my leg would be wrapped around his waist, else I fall backwards. Surprised by this sudden action, I exclaimed, "Oh Darrel! You're so strong!" (Which now that I think about it sounds pretty... bad.) Robert passed by the bathroom to enter his room just as I made that statement, which probably made him mad. But before I could do anything a camp counselor came into the bathroom with buckets and said, "Well, I guess we ought to prepare everyone for what's about to happen." She opened the door that connected the bathroom to Robert's room and placed a bucket between the door and the wall; she continued to do this with all doors at the camp.
     I walked by Robert's room hoping that he wasn't upset with what he saw and that maybe he would believe me when I explained what happened... which still seemed pretty bad even though Robert wasn't talking to me. When I peered in he and Santana we just laying in bed because they had gotten in trouble for making their watches spell the word dick, so as a punishment they were ordered to go to bed at two o'clock.
     I went into the kitchen to waste some time and to help Mankie with what ever she needed. I didn't end up doing much so I decided to head back to my room and as soon as I reached for the handle of my door, Robert beckoned me to see him. I took a seat on the floor and Robert opened up a notebook that he made and began a story.
     Page by page he went through our whole history up until this point. At the last page was a drawing of five people, three of them were colored red and two of them were only red outlines. He pointed at the picture and said, "...and then you had to go and do this. Why would you do this to me?" I tried explaining what had happened with Darrell but he refused to listen. I grabbed a pair of scissors and held them at my shoulder, then I woke up in that position.
     It was pretty scary because I have no idea what I planned to do with those scissors. But the dream made me feel like it was the end of the line for Robert and I, which I don't believe. I think the dream was just a mash up of everything that my co-workers were telling me last night.
     The thing that stuck with me most was what Candace said, which was, "You would think that people get closer together during the holidays but actually, since the year is coming to an end they reflect on the past year and what could have been."
    My theory on getting over people is that you find someone else who makes you want to get over the person you were with before, but that's just my opinion. It could be different for everyone else, I don't know. I just hope that I'm worth getting over Nancy because I don't want anyone else but Robert. In which case, I hope my disappearing act makes things better before he's supposed to come visit.
   
P.S. I hope you enjoyed the pun of a blog title there.
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