Hand-Written at 10:04PM 5.26.04

Dream – Ariat My Love, Are You My Love

Someone told me that your name was Ariat. “Look for Ariat, she is near the stairs.” There was a section of the dream before this, but Ariat begins my dream.
I went to the stairs; the walls did not reach the ceiling. It was like being the mouse in a science maze experiment. The walls were squares of black and the floor, silver, some unknown material, carpet, maybe, or hardwood. Stairs in front of me, people with unclear facial expressions and common clothing coming down. There were also people leaving behind me. I was about to take a step onto the stairs when you showed up next to me. The brightest pure red hair, braided in the back and strands of braids in the front side. Your face, dark thin eyeliners, or those make-up that surround your eyes, enhancing those sockets in your skull and your smile. Your eyes, what color were your eyes? I barely got a glance. Hazel maybe, but that is probably what I wanted them to be. Your smile, mouth a bit apart and a full set of white teeth. Did you have a retainer? And your cheeks, they glow magnificently, like after great tears of joy in the sunlight, only they do not dry or disappear.
You stared at me, I stared at you, could not keep my eyes off your face. How did I know you were Ariat? Maybe you knew me. “What?” I said, again, I said it. And she laughed, and I became instantly captured by her. She laughed at my frustration, or probably the weird look on my face, or both. And then she took off, up the stairs, the silver made her seem further away from me already. I climbed after her. Her clothes, what color were they really? I think I saw black, and her belt was silver. Is that really what she wore? He braids bouncing up and down behind her. The stairs felt like spiral stairs, wide but turning nonetheless. Must have filled from the side of the “building” to the other. I caught up to her eventually. But she would always get ahead again. I could not keep up. At one point I asked her where we were going, but she did not answer back. Her expression was as if this was the most fun thing to do in the world.
We got to the top so I thought she would stop. I turned around, I was in front of her for once, I turned around to look at her, and she zoomed part me, laughing. I watched her run across to continuation of the steps that ended in a lowered section at the center. There was a black building, which was presumably her destination. So I ran, made a leap towards that building, missed the building, fell in front of an entrance and ran inside. We met at the same time in the center of that building and I held her by the shoulders and twirled her around me. I stared into her eyes, her teary eyes, and I held her. Did we kiss?
Next thing I knew, I was in a classroom and there was a new student. I yelled out “Ariat, its you.” The new student gave me a glance, and laughed that same laugh. She told me that was her mother’s name and asked how I knew. I did not know. I met the mother, she said it was about time I saw her, and told me about whatever had happened. It was fast-forwarded but I guess the story was like Connor’s story in “Terminator”, if you ever caught that. During her summary, I guess it was my mom telling me to get up in a language I’ve never heard of, but I discarded it. Ariat finished her summarizing and told me I should be with her daughter. I do not know how that went, but as I left…
[9:39PM] I woke up to my mom asking whether I wanted to watch American Idol finale or eat dinner. I heard her call me several times alternating Jerry and Kelly, or something like that. The she told me to take a shower, and that’s what I did. All the while replaying the whole dream in my mind.

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