Another time in my life Date Friday, April 19, 2024 - 02:14 PM PST Topic Dreams The following is a dream I had a long time ago. I don't necessarily need interpretations since it was so long ago, but would be interested in knowing what people would have thought of it had I known of shmeng and been able to post it back then. It is reflective of a time when I was in college and engaged--both of which are no longer the case. I wrote it down as soon as I could, being descriptive as possible. Italicized portions are added for shmeng readers' clarification. All non-celebrity proper names are schoolmates. I was on Queens College campus, in the middle of a regular afternoon. There were a lot of people there, and I think some of them might have been celebrities of some sort or another; I don’t remember for sure. Kelly Thomas came up to me and yelled something about Robert Smith being on campus. I think I had my book bag with me, but I didn’t have time to get any paper or pen to get his autograph. Kelly had something in her hand, though. We screamed a girly scream at each other, and went past a whole bunch of people to find Robert. We went up to him, a little out of breath, and very excited. He was very calm, and I remember floundering over my words as I tried to tell him how much I admired his work. He asked us to come with him to sit down. The place that he took us to was the Chi Omega house, though neither Kelly nor I are Chi Omegas…. It was on the opposite side of Greek Row than it actually is in real life, though.Greek row consisted of four lodges for the sororities and fraternity on my campus but they were in the wrong order in the dream. Though it was decorated like any house might be, it also did not look the way inside that the actual Chi Omega house from real life looks. The most peculiar thing about it was that it was actually only three-walled. I did not notice that fact until later into the dream, though. There were other people in the house as well… some people from Queens, including some guys. Steve Fischer and Chris Hudson were two that I remember particularly… and they were wearing shirts with letters on them. They were R.A. It was all very odd, but Robert Smith wasn’t put off by any of it, and took Kelly and me to the couch to sit and talk. I don’t remember what we talked about, but I know that went on for a while. Eventually, Kelly disappeared, but to where, I know not. So I continued to talk to Robert. I don’t remember much of the conversation. At one point, he leaned in very close to me, as if to do the two cheek ‘European kiss,’ but he lingered, very close… His lips kept coming within centimeters of mine, but there was nothing romantic about it. Finally, when I was about to give in, and kiss him (again, not romantically), our lips brushed and he pulled away. I distinctly remember saying to him, in a joking manner, “You’re such a jerk.” We talked some more, and eventually, we ended up sitting together on the floor… as far as I knew, there were still people around. In fact, I remember wondering to myself what people would think when they saw Robert and I so close together. Somehow, I knew that it was a respectful, caring thing that had happened (since I was such a sincere fan?), and even though rumors fly at Queens, no one would think anything of it. Now I remember what some of our conversation on the couch was… this was conversation before the whole kiss episode, which is why I think that was a non-romantic experience. I mentioned to Robert that my fiancé had met one of the members of his band, but I didn’t remember which one, because there have been a few different lineups and all. He felt very comfortable discussing it, actually. I told him how it happened; how he went to a concert and ran into the guy at a club later. Robert thought it was pretty cool, and expressed a wish to meet Kris, too.My ex actually did meet one of the band members after a concert one night in Dallas and got his shirt signed, but I still never remember who he met. There was more conversation, then the whole kissing episode… constant conversation, so little of which, I can remember. The next thing I knew, we were sitting on the floor together, and I asked if I could have his address, so that I could write to him after he left Queens (I never did find out why he was there in the first place). He told me that they never get to read most of their mail because there are about three other guys that sift through it and send back generic letters and whatnot. He said that I could have his address though—one to which he would be the only one who got the mail. I don’t know where the paper or pen came from, but he wrote it down for me, and I carefully folded it to put in my pocket. While we were sitting on the floor, we continued talking, and I noticed that a few people were outside, playing marbles. The only reason I noticed was because a marble managed to make it inside and rolled under the couch only to hit me as it came out from the other end. I leaned down, and looked under the couch, at the people outside, and I shot the marble back to them. I don’t know who they were, but I think they were Chi Omegas from Queens. I got a wave and a smile as a thank you. I ended up back on the couch with Robert, and we were just sitting there relaxing. It was nice, and the last thing I remember was writing down my Georgia address on a piece of paper for him. I don’t remember if he asked me for it or not. I think there was a little bit more dream before I woke up, but I don’t remember any of it. ~~~~~~~~Thoughts after writing it all down~~~~~~~~ The most distinctly physical things I remember are saying, “You’re such a jerk” and writing, specifically, 12 East Red Fox Court… I felt like I really heard myself saying that—maybe I did say it out loud in my sleep; I don’t know. Is there any way that this might have been more than just my wish to be able to converse with Robert Smith? This article comes from Shmeng http://www.shmeng.com/ The URL for this story is: http://www.shmeng.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=645